Mans best friend
A question has to have an answer
So what came first,
The chicken or the egg?
For me, it was the later..
A man should have a best friend
Mine most wouldn't likely expect
Go and judge us by our covers
Its a lucky thing, we have the best camouflage
You never howled or purred
Or even sounded a word
Although you do have at least
One good ear you can hear from
People wouldn't believe
That I keep a few devils as pets
Hanging out on my shoulder
With two horns, looking for victims
Though much of the days spent
With you praying and meditating..
And If I brake that focus
Your arms open up like what I want? huh?.. hah..
Sustained by devouring demons
Crop killers in growing gray decay
Or the embodiment of death
That take off from old corpses
apart from scrumptious sacrifices
You will also take my tributes
Fruit from the lands you protect
But not a bite.. unless it was given.
My
Heterochaeta.