Esther smirks slightly. She thinks she can win. She begins to recite a poem that she's come up with.
"The caught mouse hardly runs from its captor-- instead, it squeals until it's dead, its glass-eyed glare staring me down. I am here, can't you see? I am the cat who caught the mouse. Villain is my name."
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"The caught mouse hardly
runs from its captor--
instead, it squeals until it's dead,
its glass-eyed glare staring me down.
I am here, can't you see?
I am the cat who caught the mouse.
Villain is my name."