If you haven't (at least) read up to chapter 390 this is mildly spoiling. But it's so minor, you more than likely wouldn't know where the spoiler was unless you've read that chapter. Naruto and all of it's character's belong to Kishimoto Masashi. The poem belongs to me, Dancing Feather.


The Wonderful Beast

Look at me! Look at me! The Wonderful Beast!
Was there ever a greater beast? Was there ever a better beast?
Was there ever one as wonderful as me?
There are words I can say that will mystify you, tranquilize you-
things of the near believable, the unbelievable
of things I have seen, what you will never see
you can only hope, and only dream

Look at me! The Wonderful Beast!
A single tail of my nine can cause a powerful storm-
my typhoons are the loudest of all
one whip is all it takes and they're born!

Look at me! The most Cleaver Beast!
I can hide anywhere I please!
The forests, the crowds, in a mouse hole if you desire!
See this grin that grows with ease?

Who is that? Why it's me, the Wonderful Beast!
No one can say nay to my wishes,
can push me away-
tell me to stay
I can do whatever I please,
Death will never come to me!

Look at me- me, the Wonderful Beast!
So many have come to me, asking for more
and all of the wonderful lore I possess
through such years you humans will never gain
as if I am a God
in which all of you confess

Look at me, the Foolish Beast!
Listening to the lower life-
believing in your petty strife
Oh how did this ever happen to me?

Look at what I was, the Wonderful Beast,
taken by a simple human spell
no longer is my body my own-
my spirits are no higher than the lone Bluebell

Look at what I was, the Beautiful Beast,
My voice no longer echoes the mountain's walls
My hair no longer gleams bright under the sun's rays-
no longer any moon rays
Taken away by a pair of eyes,
Locked away by an ally

Where is the Wonderful Beast?
The Wondrous, most colorful Beast?
my cage is rather dark
the piping isn't the greatest,
as it constantly floods

What happened to the Wonderful Beast?
The one that everyone feared-
the one that everyone adored
How did it come to this?

What happened to the most Wonderful Beast?
The most Greatest Beast?
Who once had every ear to speak to-
now only has a pair of a young child to occasionally whisper to
Oh how did it come to this?

Once upon a time there was a Powerful Beast,
Had control of all the lands-
had everything in my hands

Once upon a time there was a Spectacular Beast...
Don't look at me anymore
I have nothing more to show


Bluebell is a northern plant home to Scotland and Europe. It's also called the Harebell or Campanula Rotundiflia and it's a very small plant, only 15mm tall.