The fearsome fire of taunting terror
roaming the face of the earth
seeking someone to devour
to and fro heart to hearth
Roar and fluff of pride and stuff
of bluster full with wind
a toothless scowl and harmless growl
that wields a Cheshire grin
You've been undone from tip to tail
full desecration nail to scale
no more to harm or fool to charm
by hollow sore or grim travail
The narrow stake has power take
all glory from your light
withered gone plunged fire headlong
into the Lake stoked white
1 comment:
Praise the Lord.
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