I stood there staring at the thick drapes
as my cat sharpened his claws
pulling at the fabric, exposing some light,
knowing full well I should just walk away

But I could hear a loud commotion
coming from just the other side

And as I reached for the split
a little voice in my head said,
“You really don’t want to
know what’s going on out there”

But my cat meowed, “Oh go ahead,
curiosity never hurt me!”

So I opened them

Now I wish I hadn’t
God I hate that **** cat