Face Stealer
Author's Note: Enjoy the poem and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Power Rangers franchise.
Summary:
A poem based on Face Stealer from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.
When the twin-horned witch wearing a young face takes an interest
Out of order, in a culture she should not touch
With a racket, she awakens the rare specimen of the urn
Face Stealer, on the fourth full moon
Intercepting
His cold licks, cold hard facts
Take your foot out of his mouth
And face his beam
Smooth, white
Zombies, you foolish ones will be
Mashed by the ancient masks
The only faces he doesn't like
The presence dared by the Rangers
Whose friends and backup he placed on exhibit
Faces bare
Village warriors, clobbering the lardball
Big ugly