It´s ugly
The beast
Six claws on each hove
And no one to prove
Long is it´s hair
Long is it´s horns
On his tail he grows thorns
None of it can be clipped with a share
I´m definitive
He is primitive
Skinny but fears
He feeds on fears
As it is told
No has knowledge
To fear is not to be bold
You will fear still the knowledge is told…
