The Beast Of Death

Arose a giant beast

One with three beastly heads

The chimera rose and bore it’s fangs

Venom dripped from snakes fangs

Blood soaked the lions maw

Intestines adorned the goats horns

The mighty chimera is gigantic

It snared and bore all to see

How am I to survive?

How to take on this great beast?

I grind my teeth and stared deep into its eyes

From the side I notice the snake moving towards me

I lunged out of the way

Without a second to breath the beast goes for the throat

I dodge again and contemplate what to do

After fifteen minutes of dodging I decide,

I cannot out run, I cannot hide, I cannot fight

I must outwit

I dodge until I see an opening

I roll under the beast

I go for the throat

And I feel a sharp pain in my leg

The snake got me

I will not live

I strike hard to take this beast with me

And i miss….

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