Bizarre Beasts

Bizarre beasts are breezy once laughing,
Clean and clear are their arts forever;
Clever maps are driven, forming an illness,
Deafening the ears of the traveller.

A devilish grin arouses the beasts around,
The colossal weather-changes bear fruit
For all the cloudy scene, when animals roar
And beam on the lesser variety, forever.

I am an eminent believer in beasts that travel,
Boring boldness accepts their heads of work,
For the descriptive edge arrives, well ahead,
Demonic and different are the classes of their travel.