The Creature

This is a response to the prompt 'write a poem revolving around a terrifying creature':

Run. While you can.

Don't try and be a 'man'.

Man or not it will kill you.

No matter what you do.

It's fangs will sink into skin.

You don't want to see it's toothy grin.

It's scales will shred your flesh.

You really should have worn chain mesh.

Knight, you are unprepared.

Run. Run before you're snared.