Ch 202: Little monsters.

Little monsters that roam the street,

Conjuring chaos and wreaking havoc.

Look cute and divine, acting unholy,

Playing in shadows, whispering slowly.

Mischievous glint, full of dark intent,

A mythical creature, without repent.

No remorse, no guilt, nothing to fear,

Their actions knows no resent.

Some help them hide, adoring them,

Yet such creatures are rarely true.

Troubling every now and then,

Many find them annoying too.

You turn away, but they follow you,

Shrieking, biting, disturbing you.

Frustration builds up as you try to run,

But these idiots, keep doing it for fun.