DAEMON
A cold, harsh wind blew
High above the tree~tops,
One kid’s kite flew
The creature waited
In the shadows
The kid then rested
Carefully looking around
His other pals were home
Soon, he heard a hound
What in mummification?
The kid was terrified
This was no safe haven
The creature crawled towards the kid
He tried to run, but slipped
On a honey~jar lid
The thing moved in a lightning pace
And it leaped onto the child
It was acting like it was in a race
The creature smelt the fresh blood
The child had injured his knee & leg
Slowly, the kid moved his head
The creature’s pow’rful claws
Fell onto the child’s face &
The thing picked at the kid’s eyes
It bit into the child’s neck
And enjoyed the freshness of the fluid
Withour taking any break