My people were born from the trees
We lurk within them, waiting for the perfect time to hatch
And wreak havoc upon those who dare to wander.
We were the dominators of the lonesome forest
The tyrants of the unknown
The guardians of the unfathomable.
There aren't many of us who have been set free—
A gift worth savoring.
Among us,
I am a proud member of my society
Unlike others, who may choose to… mingle with certain members of the squash family.
As for outsiders,
They live in terror as I harass them
With my feets.
My scary feets.
But
My people are waiting
For their king.
Unfortunately that's not me
Because I'm non-binary.
Whoops
But I can be the ruler of other things
Like tea.
Hm. Tea is good.
I shall remain a respectable
Proud
Honorable
Admirable member of my people
And that is why
No one shall know
That I share a room with the pizza.