Angry villagers put the Munsters to death.
I adopted their pet that has a fiery breath.
He is a monster and his name is Spot.
I thought I would like him but I do not.
It was a mistake when I got him from the pound.
He sneezed and burned my house to the ground.
He eats all of my food, he even eats my plates.
This ugly monstrosity is something that I hate.
Because he follows me, I can no longer go to grocery stores because I've been banned.
I'll give you everything that I own if you'll take this ugly thing off my hands. 


(This poem was inspired by The Munsters TV Show.)


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