From a life of twisted slumber
in a star system of Draco
to a group cluster in number
I surrendered with Krako.
The sleeping bear slept
in ignorance of the light
with mangy curs unkempt
while vampires ruled night.
My abomination was great
and magnified in power
while foxes moved freight
from defenseless flowers.
I was so daunted by dinero
hiding under my sombrero
that the treasured habanero
purchased my Jose Cuervo.
The thief took my gold;
a true beauty to behold
and now my love is cold
in a frozen caged hold.
