by request

[armaegis]

(I was in a weird mood; I have no idea where this came from)

Smokesticks!

With scrabbling claws and blood red eyes
he climbs towards your face
twitching whiskers and leathery tail
your heart of quickening pace

But fortune now to frighten him away
for the hour strikes upon the clock
woe dread tomorrow tho inevitable return
Hickory Dickory Dock