"Wugglehorn"
 

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Never trust a Wugglehorn. They’re a deceitful kind of critter
who’ll do anything to cut you short and steal your life elixir.
You’ll find this picturesque paradise becomes a playground for thieves
as night gets richer once the Great Narwhal strays out to feast.
If you wait ‘round you’ll see why I’ve warned you about ‘em
- they’ve eight thousand teeth, each tall as the mountains!
Their warbling sound is unmissable. A bane so banal
it’s almost as loud as the red-ridged Razortooth’s roar.
In fables the four-legged feline’s eyes rage redolent red
while enslaving the former owners that possessed them as pets.
There’s a telekinetic transference of the emotions they feel
so the human entities then used as a disposable shield.
A mere momentary meal of measly meat
thrown to a fearless competitor while it beats a retreat.
Evilness creeps in every nook and cranny of these crooked valleys
reaching the peaks where even Buddhist’s challenge their Monks to manage.
There’s scum and savagery at each turn so keep your wits on a whim
or become a tragedy sung about on its whistling winds.
The Kingdom of Kings is a treasure trove of treachery
with half-inchers and ingots, petticoats and petty thieves.
Every cove and crevice seen in this malodorous mixture
has several stone-wall sets of secrets seldom spoke by its swindlers.
These toadulous tricksters are not to be trusted
they’re phoneys who’ll pilfer your pockets in public.
Here the honest are hoodwinked by those they’re honoured to help
and the accosted are cozened at a cost to themselves!
Despondency dwells in the devious eyes of its stubbornly selfish
so if you aren’t watching your wealth, be assured somebody else is!
So when I see a wandering well-wisher, like you, I sweep ‘em aside
before they’ve fumbled and fell victim to their deceitful demise.
You’d be eaten alive if I hadn’t seen you tonight. You were lucky,
‘cause with me as your guide, I’ll see you’re alright.

Trust me.

;-)

Love the creativeness and the storytelling of this piece. Not sure everyone will understand all of it, but regardless of what some might think of the content it can't be denied for what it is. A beautiful piece of work.

We need more posts like this.

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I archived your shit here @sraL