Cloaked in armor tough as nails,
Wrapped in fiery tongues of wine,
Spouting smoky tendrils’ tails;
Stunning is this beast of mine!
Adornéd with the sharpest horns,
Clacking on his claws so fine,
Viewing all the world with scorn;
Fright’ning is this beast of mine!
Colors morphing ‘cross his back,
Scales erupting down his spine,
Counting sparkly jewels in stacks;
Lucky is this beast of mine!