Bengal Betty

When Bengal Betty prepared a fine feast

She knew her cubs had an intolerance to yeast

Causing things such as anxiety and depression

Stay away from, was her mate’s wise suggestion

 

Instead they would gnash it all down real raw

Crunching bones on each creature they saw

Were it even a cute puppy dog or sweet purring cat

She and her mate would effectively mangle that

 

Wee ones were taught to slash, rip and tear all apart

With healthy competition over a still beating heart

From Daddy and Mommy came a valuable bequeath

Their cute little faces were food processors with teeth

 

When each meal was over and time came to clean up

Their great rough tongues would slup, slup, slup

Then, with blood and intestines licked off their mittens

They would all lay back and purr like cute little kittens