You may think my pet to be unlikeable
But really it isn’t too bad to own
It’s fed when i am fed at the table
And it's with me even when I’m alone
My pet demon isn’t always perfect
Because there is something he likes to do
I would like to be very specific
In telling my demon's hobby to you
Sometimes at night when I’m sleeping in bed
I have a feeling of horrible fright
My demon tells me, through thoughts in my head
That he's going to kill a man tonight
And then, when i finally gained control
I saw a helpless old man with no soul
And so that is why i am sitting here
In this stupid god damn electric chair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well it doesnt really seem like a poem to me, but im no proffessor, it does ryhm but thats not the only thing in poems you need to put soul, you shouldnt put something becuase it rhyms but becuase it feels right it also seems like you wanted this poem to be longer, well thats just my opinoin.