She comes out whenever she pleases

We both inhabit this place

She means no good

No remorse for what she does

Fun, games and self satisfaction

She claims her prey

She hunts few and far in between

But when she does

Gluteny is her goal

She's always full

Then I don't hunger

I don't like the kill

But I partake in what's left

Realizing I too love the kill

and to be full