In the depths of the moonlit bamboo grove,
Where secrets and desires interwove,
There dwells a creature, dark and wild,
A Bad Panda, with passions beguiled.

He moves with grace, a sinuous dance,
His black fur gleaming, a sultry romance,
Eyes that hold secrets, a tempestuous fire,
A seductive charm that never tires.

He walks the night, a creature of nightshade,
Luring hearts into his tangled charade,
Whispers float in the misty air,
As he weaves his web, leaving souls ensnared.

He preys upon the broken-hearted,
Whose dreams are shattered and...