Tuesday, October 25, 2016

What Makes a Monster

What makes a monster is his teeth,
set in deep a drooling sheath.
His eyes are fierce and full of hate,
locked on targets, none abate.
His claws are long and sharp as knives,
stained red with blood of victim's lives.
His scaly skin, a sickly green,
spawns visage of a hellish fiend.
When he's near, children cry--
the sound of his sweet lullaby.
His name is spoken in hushed tones
for fear that he will gnash their bones.
What really makes a monstrous beast
is a heart as cold as those deceased.

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