Beauty is a beast.
Her perfectly manicured nails will rip you to shreds.
Her white chicklet-square teeth will tear into your flesh.
Her high heels will stomp you into the ground.
Her small, ladylike hands will rip you limb from limb.
Her sweet, innocent voice will cut into your soul.
Her winning smile will poison you.
This is the nature of the beast.
Beast is a beauty.
His jagged nails will never touch you from fear of causing you pain.
His yellowed, crooked teeth are always smiling warmly.
His soft-soled sneakers reflect his nature, soft and giving.
His large, calloused hands are the most gentle and tender in the world.
His, rough, dry voice say the sweetest things.
His awkward smile will warm even the coldest of hearts.
This is the nature of the beauty.