The Night Creature

[lunaria]

The Night Creature
I prefer night rather than day
When all distractions are out of the way
I listen to nature without being seen
I think of myself as being supreme

I do not eat people, but I do eat raw meat
So I guess I am really unique
The bloodier the better is to my taste
And not one morsel do I waste

Also my blue eyes do not like the sun
So they close in sleep before day has begun
I like cloudy days where I fly about
And look for some yummy rainbow trout

I also love roses of red
They can delay my going to bed
The roses remind me of raw meat that's bleeding
Of which I am so hungrily needing

I love mother nature, though she is old
She's told me some stories that's never been told
I am warned of a severe coming snow storm
Mother does everything to keep me warm

I am part Indian also you see
I have within me one eighth degree
But my human form is a lie
I shall shock all by and by

We are being readied
For when earth is no more
And we are being steadied
'Til we walk through that door

We are evolving into something unique
That's why we long hours in daylight sleep
No one will know us when we are all done
We are special and the new day has begun.

Copyright © 2005 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)

[lunaria]

Thanks, Tsis.

Luv, Lun

[tsis]

If you remember, I had this titled Creatures of the night

You stole this and thought I would not find it listed under a different title. You know I am the one who is 3/4 NAtive American, and I was always up all night, never in the day, and that I am the one who eats raw meat. You stole this from the Bunyip's Creative Cave MSN Group.

[poetess]

This is Tsis aka Cherokee Rose's poem not yours. why you trying to claim it?

[tsis]

Steal This Poem

You probably were a bully,
Who never did well in school,
Stole other kid's luch money,
And thought it was really cool.

And now you've moved on,
To stealing other's work and time,
All without a hint of remorse,
As if it's not even a real crime.

I'd like to think people like you,
Deserve a special place in Hell,
For when you steal an author's work,
You steal a pice of them as well.

So now I'm going to dare you,
To try and steal this poem,
Post it on another site,
And try to call it your own.

And if you think you can do it,
And never will get caught,
The only thing I can say to you,
Is you're dumber than I thought.

04-22-11
Alan W. Jankowski