It creeps in the night,
You let it in your home.
You give this creature of the night,
Your love and affection.
It only sees you as it's slave,
A master's favorite collection.
It comes in many colors,
more than it can style.
It runs like a cheetah
And roars like a lion.
It does as it pleases,
wants what it desires.
Mostly shows affection back,
So you can grant its desires.
Who am I?
YOU ARE READING
Baal-Berith's Bedtime Stories & Lullabies
TerrorTake an adventure into the dark sinister world of Baal-Berith's mind. His sinister and dark imaginations will keep you up til dawn's rose finger shines the brightest. (Updates every Mon-Fri)
