Pridelands Flame
From a little demning in the woods
a salamander was born
Parents leaved him early
Too ugly to handle
And without any name
Black as a blackstar
Eyes of a cougar
Mutations from ****
Little, black mongo, said the frogs
I am no mongo, said the Salamander
You are, you still have a tail.
Picked up by a Poison master,
He could’nt help,
But advice to get.
Who can heal me, master?
Travel to Khaziel
And vist Emperina
Heal me, take away my pain
What would you gain?
Brown skin, no tail?
Breath of Life was casted
Without any change
He had to leave with even more pain.
Back to the Pridelands
Depressed as ****
Hey mongo, they yell
Next day he woke up
Without any thirst
But with a twist
First day at school
without any names
A burning tail and a mouth full of flames
Who are you, they asked
Just call me Salamander
The pride of Pridelands
Posion Master wish came true
Salamander learned him how to play with fire
Like a son and mom, powerful as the Sun and Moon
Probably the worst poem ever…