Eyes Like Embers Part II

by Tabbyluna

The Doom Raiders, as characters, are beloved by the fandom. But heck, if they inspire a poem, why not run with it? Sequel-ish poem to Eyes Like Embers.

Eyes Like Embers Part 2

Eyes like embers, eyes of wrath;

Of envy and of loss;

He chose a violent, wicked path;

Became a bulldog for his boss.

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Eyes like gemstones, precious red;

A crown of gleaming gold;

Among the crooks she is the head;

To them, her heart is cold.

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Eyes like spices, packs a punch;

Capsaicin fills his veins;

With the powers to make a hostile lunch;

He swapped success for petty gains.

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Eyes like chompies, they're his pride;

A strange love for common pests;

Away from social norms he'd hide;

To enjoy his beasts with zest.

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Eyes like grease, a type of goo;

An object of obsession;

A mad scientist, that fact is true;

His kids are more than possession.

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Eyes like dreams; the bringer of sloth;

A poisonous little girl;

Upon her head sits folded cloth;

She can make your mind unfurl.