The eyes of a demon
A soul black as coal
Gnashing of teeth
With an unsettling goal
The clicking of hooves
As they prowl the grounds
Watching for intruders
It’s a hellish sound
This guardian demon
Made of fire and coal
Keeps out intruders
Looking for innocent souls
Such beautiful creatures
Mane and tail made of fire
Eerily watching
Knowing your deepest desires
These beasts so terrifying
Their intent is not to harm
But to keep this place safe
Guarding their farm
A beautiful black
A tad bit on fire
These beastly creatures
Provide protection from ire
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Author:
Primrose (
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