it’s

it’s vicious he said with its eyes bloody red
and its teeth that are sharp like a blade
its claws oh so keen and its language obscene
it’s the best little monster I’ve made

like monsters of old it’s tremendously bold
it will march up and spit in your eye
and somebody wrote that it smells like a goat
but that is a damnable lie

its fragrance it’s true may turn your face blue
and cause you to sputter and spume
but that I’m afraid is how it was made
with a stink that will empty the room

now some may pretend that they are its friend
and others to know it by sight
but the truth must be said, if you meet it you’re dead
for it never can stop at one bite

and notice said he, with malice and glee
a twinkling eye and a bow
in case you think I am telling a lie
it’s standing behind you right now

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12 Comments

  1. damommza

     /  September 23, 2014

    HAHA!!! I love it!! First scary poem of the season!! Excellent!!! and spooky! 😀

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  2. UH-OOOOHHHHH!!!! 🙂 (good one sunovawot)

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  3. Hee 😀 The ultimate version of the “What’s large and hairy … etc” joke !!

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