It’s a complicated organism,
Multi-celled, hairy
I find it quite sexy
With tits like missiles
An ass like man’s defeat,

I’ve heard it nurses it’s young
To full maturation
Without once feeding,

Sleeps on cliff tops
To dream of flying,

Darts through traffic
To sniff fresh bodies
Of squished squirrels,

It’s said to be extremely toxic
Eating wormholes in plush carpets,

It no longer fights by biting
It’s learned to eject poison for miles

Leaving a pregnant future
Prowling silent nights
For wheezing carcass’

Lungs bloated like cooked eggs,
Tongues numb and of no use.