Poem Hunter King
Poem By tiyler durden
As I sit and ponder all the poems in this place
A great smile grows across my face
your all nothing, I am king
The angel fallen from grace.
See me sitting in my throne
You are by my feet, my little demon drones.
I feed you as and when I stroke one on my lap
You scower and lower by my feet, You feed from my scraps.
Remember my little demon kids
I am the name upon your children's lips
I am the monster that bites and barks
And comes and gets you in the dark! !