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I’m my favorite monster

I make you ponder

Wander

I have ripping jaws

Razor claws

And four paws

A muscular tail

Oh what a tale

Oh fur so pale

Ripping and tearing

Scaring

Flaring

Making everyone

Run

Faster than a gun

Oh this is not a pun

For I am a monster

I stay and kill

Until I get my fill

I kill with such skill

Worse than a cyanide pill

Oh this is real

Hiding in the snow

Only letting my hunger grow

Letting the crimson blood flow

Everything I touch turns to stone

Growling in a deep tone

Killing people on the phone

For I am a monster

Beyond your belief

No relief

Are you scared yet

 
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