Tweelop was a little cat; a little cat with a problem.
She suffered from schizophrenia but how, she could not fathom.
As the days passed by and the nights skipped on, she felt a lump growing in her head.
And as the nights passed by and the days skipped on, another one grew; increasing the dread.
And finally on a white Christmas eve,
The bumps grew causing her much grief.
And in the mirror did she catch a glimpse of herself.
And one look told her she was doomed to hell.
The horns that grew upon her head.
Made her look like a reindeer with Satan had crossbred.
Was this reality or was this the insanity meddling with her head?
Well we'll never know for Tweelop was shot dead.