Nature's Perverted Paradox
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Yellow eyes, glaring
Twisted visage, snarling fierce
Inhuman ears twitch.
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Focused, stalking prey
Human, vuln'rable, female
His desire is clear.
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What else could those claws
—Gruesome, flesh-tearing, -ripping—
Ever be used for?
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What use could those fangs
—canine, gnashing, dripping blood—
Serve save doling pain.
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Who could ever love,
Ever bear the presence of,
Stand to be near this,
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Fearsome, monstrous freak.
Garish, growling, greedy beast.
Banal, ugly thing.
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So untouchable.
Totally unthinkable.
So. Unlovable?
A/N: The product of one idiot of a head director. Little poor me, sitting alone, with nothing but some paper and a pencil while the others all sang gloria…That probably makes no sense whatsoever to you, does it? Ah well. This being the internetz, I don't really feel the urge to elaborate on my private life. Suffice to say, someone higher up didn't think something through, and I was bored stiff with nothing to take my mind off it but paper and a dull pencil and a hard surface. So I decided to try my hand at haikus to pass the time…You see the result. 'Twas fun, in the end, I have to admit.
Hope you liked it.