She was your scratching post.

Crab haiku.

Squirrel haiku.

You are plain cruel.

She had her claws in your man.

Poem by me

There is such venom in your claws.

At the bottom of the abyss.

If fishing is made part of Olympics, then man will face huge competition from his animal cousins, and they win with just the tools in their body!

You don’t realise how much you stand to lose.