#WritcoPoemPrompt3
Turn every page till you reach the end,
Read every word before you press 'send'
I'm coming at Dawn, out of the book,
give your room one final look.
My claws of steel are razor sharp,
I'll use your guts to string my harp!
To Hell with your whining depression,
I am the very model of agression.
I am fear, pain, made manifest
You'll cry and die as I tear up your chest.
I make xenomorph's and predators Flee
As I rend them to pieces in high glee!
I am the terror of R'lyeh, the oldest fears
Trapped asleep for ten thousand years!
Now, witness I, Cthulhu, as I rise
and wipe all hope as mankind DIES!
© michaelgrace