Perish with Pride

Once revered with highest majesty
Now a crumpled, shameful form
Before you, behold my soul and chamber
Mangled and out-of-the-norm.

Dulled claws spawning upon my feet
Ever-mocked by merciless peers
Refusal to unveil my deplorable body
Forced to endure it year after year.

Homing these unfamiliar senses
Listening, wafting, waiting to see
That cursed, condemned woman
Oh, how I shall obliterate thee!

Tail alert and raised in offense
Hair sticking up on end
An attempted growl escapes in vain
My shattered pride shan't ever mend.

Sharma, though fallen
Shall be avenged, of course
Be wary, Fire Lily
For, though my voice grow hoarse,

Your death shall be agonizing
Claws ripping your weakened flesh
Bloodlust evident within my heart
Dual teeth resharpened, renewed fresh.

I shall kill, I will slaughter
I shan't back away from the chance
Murder, homicide, demise
Unsheath your sword and let's dance!

So you think my threat empty
You think my story funny
Well, mock me not, cursed creature
For I am the hull-turned-bunny!

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Author's Note: Yeah, I wrote this at 11:00 at night a week ago. Reviewers welcome, and thank you for your time.