The Beast
The Beast is in the yard.
Says he's a vegetarian,
But I wonder at the blood.
He has a verbiage that means naught!
As a Beast,
He eats a lot.
My neighbors, friends, and workers disappear!
Their wives and children,
Say the Beast was near!
He says he's a vegetarian.
But someone's meat,
Is in his teeth!
No social services for him.
No healthcare,
No food stamps in the end.
As a vegetarian,
The Beast doesn't care.
About anyone from over there!
His brow is clear.
Claws stained with ink.
I think its blood and innards that stink.
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