My Friendly Fiend Poem by Satan's Sibling

My Friendly Fiend



My fiend is waiting,
For his next meal,
And his mouth salivates.
Grendel, the condemned,
Too proud to send,
His dam to follow him as he activates.
Sleep my friendly fiend,
I will bring you your meat,
And you will dine like Beowulf.
As his head in your cave,
A mark of your slave,
Will leave Hrothgar aloof.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Satan's Sibling

Satan's Sibling

In the Bahamas. (I wish)
Close
Error Success