One day there swam a mighty brute
Who chewed up fish that were small and cute
His name was known to all pond-kind
As Monster, the fish devoid of mind
His reign went unchallenged for some time
Until something emerged from the slime
A thing to strike fear into Monster's heart
This abomination would play its part
With toes on its eyebrows and teeth on its back
Its every stroke would end in a loud crack
But despite its monstrous outward flair
A gentle soul rested inside there
Monster that day was quite proud of his menace
As he methodically practiced his grimace
A bubbling sound came from behind him
As the curious creature awaited his chagrin
"You are a freak, and that's all I will say"
Said Monster, who wished the thing would go away
The thing just blinked and thought for a while
"What is it about me that makes you not smile?"
"What is it?" he said "What is it, indeed!
You're ugly, you're large, you fill no apparent need!
You see, the carnage and horror I unleash
Stops the pond from getting too big, at least!"
"But you eat too many residents," said the thing
"It's no longer fair if you always win
I was born of the primordial slime,
To ensure you terrorise for the last time"
Monster refused to believe the thing's warning
And so, upon the dawning of the next morning
The thing had eaten Monster whole
And achieved its noble yet disturbing goal
The pond-folk rejoiced on this new day
Their constant worries had gone away
And so this thing became known to all
As Hero, the cause of Monster's fall
YOU ARE READING
roogymirror's Poems: Vol. I
PoetryNew poems added monthly. Subject, type, rhythm, rhyme, and length of the poems will change according to what I want to write in a given month. Current number of poems: 33 When I get to 60 poems, this will be considered a complete collection and subs...