Beast

#Beast

And do you seek the Beast, my boy? 
I'll tell you how to look.
Gather near and prick your ear
I swear you I shan't rook.   

A mouth for wafers, parcel-thin
Which, gobbled up in greed
Are moments later vomited
Up 'ere it's done the deed;  

A face as blank as grey char ash;
A nose superfluous;
A hide like dappled Percheron
Or fair Equuleus;  

A stomach stoked and furnace-hot
Like every dragon's meal;
A tail which, forked, may tethered be
It's own Achilles' heel;  

And do you still the Beast to find? 
Is that it on yon hills?
What would you then? Callooh, callay! 
Go riding in to kill?   

But take heart, boy. Be bold! Be brave!
And have no terror of him. 
For though I've told you no true lie, 
'Tis just the toaster oven. 

-LFF

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