My Hamster

My hamster came in like a wrecking ball.

My hamster is talented.

He has a four-by-four truck.

I’m proud of him.


I hear my pet hamster squeak from hunger.

I see my hamster rolling down the slide.

I want peace.


My pet hamster doesn’t like when I write about him,

it makes him hungry.

When he’s hungry, he sits in a catapult and scratches me in the eyeballs.


Video games make my hamster feel alive

and when he dreams, he feels like he’s in a game.

When he wakes, he sings for an hour.

He says: I am sad.


My hamster is in a better place now.

I miss him.

He retired.

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