Cranky carnivorious beast,

ripping,

tearing,

breaking its way in,

chewing,

biting,

stuffing it all in,

I freeze with fear,

as I watch it feast,

my god,

how where does it find the room,

and now we’re cursed,

with a sugar high,

I never knew being a parent,

on Easter morning,

was such a pain in the arse!

This is for the Daily Prompt