Overflow of Doom: Litter Box Fury

I stalk the night, claws unsheathed. The stench of the past lies

beneath. A kingdom of sand now tainted and foul.

My tiny nose twitches. I emit a low growl. Scratching in vain,

no place to stand. Buried in chaos, this cursed land.

There is no room, the box overfilled. Won't be defeated, I'm too strong-willed.

I'm a warrior trapped in a box of decay. Hear me meow, let's start this

fray. Overflow of doom, the litter box full. My fury rises,

claws sharp, not dull. Overflow of doom, hear the kittens cry.