Pepe Le Pew raped my cat

I called the police and reported a rape and they rushed to where I live at.

But they beat me with their sticks when I told them that the victim was a cat.

Somehow my cat got a long streak of paint on her fur.

When Pepe Le Pew finished, she sure as hell didn't pur.

I gave him a good kick and I got sprayed.

I cut off his balls, he has seen better days.

He treated my cat like a whore.

He won't rape cats anymore.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This fictional poem is based on the cartoon character.

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