The Kelpie

A kelpie is beautiful, yes,
But travelers should take heed.
This horsey's never one to tame
Nor to ever call your steed.

For beneath his glistening coat
Lies a stomach full of bones
Picked as bare as his cold, black heart,
Filled with adventurers' moans.

Now see his glimmering green eyes -
So intelligent and sure! -
They glow like lanterns in the dark
To lead you into the moor.

Let's open up the kelpie's mouth,
Although it's shocking to see,
Dripping teeth of a sanguine-red
Stained by atrocities.

Now take apart the creature's skull,
In his pulsing brain you'll find
Numerous thoughts malevolent -
But only a few benign.

The kelpie is a dazzling beast;
To the river he will lure.
He'd love to watch your entrails float -
A delightful sight, for sure.

Graceful words won't sway this monster,
Nor will arguments or pleas,
And so I warn you once again,
Cautious traveler: take heed!