I want to grow into a food. Smells and textures around my singularity are for consumption. When I get big my radiation spreads wide. Sharing this is my calling. I’m great for problems.
Should I pierce my skin? The immediate idea of cats are inquisitive. What if they were kings? What if I am a king? Well, this is where I plead the case for a new world government ruled by me!
Gas far and wide will take over. Maybe I will survive. Because I am a cat you should elect me king! đź‘‘
