Servant of the midnight gods

Gaze thine eyes upon screaming toads
Claws ripping through flesh
A tuft tumbles by tumbleweed
Whiskers born of narcissism

Three AM is time for murder
They cry oh how they shriek
Perhaps a cricket cat or mouse
Wake now human take thine peep
Change mine littered paper pads
Scratch mine back
So fleek
Pet me show me thoust belongs
Furry creatures doth owneth me

Softly clasping to mine skins
How they knead their needs and shout
Thoust are fondly just mine man
Each claims served servant
Arrests thine house

Twelve legs upon mine bed now
Creep
How they bop and pop and slash
Fourteen including human
Deep
As they snakely slither past

They ask
Sixty needles to prick thine sisters
Make it silent and only we
Too many fangs to feed those kittens
Perhaps thine man whilst let them bleed

At four AM I wake to more
Screaming ripping claws
More tufts tumble by as weeds
Leering in the dark

Narcoleptic eyes for night
How they prey
Hoping peers starve
They hunt and whisper
Oh those purrrfect natured cows
How they love and hiss a warn

With selfish sweetly frowns
Each furry snakely toad a god
Twelve legs upon mine bed still pounce
Sixty pricks pinning shots

They tack me to thine surfaces
Each creature hugs mine bod
A lowly servant man thats fraught
Claimed by thine purrrfect fleas in lot

Let thine tumbleweeds roll
Let thoust creatures have thine rest
Those purrrfect natured cows
They groan
Those wardens kneading chests

Pleas their goading whispered cries
Thy cannot sleep without thoust watch
Thoust screaming clawing ripping fits
How sane I feel to belong
Swaddled by those clutching kits
Servant of the midnight gods

Claw me bite me rip mine flesh
To scratch thoust head till dawn