“Oh just be the dragon, darling–
be the beast they’re looking for
with those scales and claws so perfect
that they’ll never hear the roar.
“They’ll just see the queen, so shiny
in the cage marked, ‘Do Not Touch.’
Better not disturb the balance
that you have to love so much.
“Keep your eyes bright and your scales clean
like a good monster would do,
and take care to not fight back–
for they might just split you in two.”
Oh but what about my prince?
“Oh please, don’t even think to try
and take some love to your treasure trove
where his dirty fingers pry.
“Oh just listen to me, darling
and I’m sure you’ll be a sight
when you’re just what they want you to be
and spread your wings in– what?”
” What are you doing?”
“Put me down!”
Oh my damsel, caring sweetheart,
you are kind to say the least
and although I think you do mean well
you forget, I’m a beast.
“But where are you taking me?”
Just a cave deep underground
where I’ll hide among imperfect gems
and never make a sound.
Oh my dear…
If you search for perfect monsters,
there is one thing you should learn:
if you wish to play with fire,
then you’d best expect to burn.