The monster crouches near my toes,
anticipating the oncoming blows.
You saunter over and begin to approach,
on his territory you dare not encroach.
A single movement made too fast,
it very well may be your last.
Your foolish threats, are resumed,
the beast bubbles up, I’m almost consumed.
You still continue your verbal abuse,
his talent will soon be put to misuse.
You tease, and then you taunt,
his fighting skills he will soon flaunt.
You prepare to try and take me down,
the creature thinks you are a clown.
You think your hand will hit my face,
the creature puts you in your place.
You growl, then swipe, and roar,
the creature makes you no more.
