Night Time Cat Crimes

There she goes, my Midnight Queen

Blackened mass of fur with golden eyes

More beautiful a creature I have never seen

Tonight’s the night her foes meet their demise

The moonlit streets are her domain

Silently, with ill intent, she prowls

Twilight’s the time for crimes, arcane

Not a soul to witness, but the owls

Flash of fang, and splash of red

Tonight’s first blood is drawn

Hissing, howling, disemboweling,

One less rat will greet the dawn

Crimes unsolved, sins absolved

She gently licks her fur

Destroying all the evidence

In a manner most demure

She slips inside without a sound

Then curls up in my lap

Tomorrow she’ll defend her crown

But now it’s time to nap