My World was a world of monsters, and I'm one of them.
Unlike the others though, I am gold.
Although my acts of exploding donuts, seem stupid, they're delicious.
I am an outcast among outcasts, shunned for my unorthodox tastes.
That doesn't bother me, however, for I am me when I'm alone.
Singing karaoke way out of tune is my specialty.
The howling of wolves is my inspiration- the cries of freedom.
And the screaming of those I scare the music I sing to.
Such lullabies (^w^) Their faces are priceless as I come streaking into the room.
I don't even need a costume, my birthday suit does the job perfectly.
It brings me such joy to do these things.
I almost got caught by people with weird silver bracelets once.
But they were no match for my awesomeness.
So I always got away, streaking around town,
Handing out donuts to all the children.
Which explode of course.
Then I go scare night guards.