The Iron-side Chimera

Seventy-seven eyes
One gapping belly
Eighteen legs
and a skull full of jelly

Scales of Iron
Jaws of steel
Twenty-two ears
and a tongue like an eel

A torso of timber
Claws like a crab
Neck of a sea-horse
A rear of brass slab

Electric spinal chord
Acidic tears
Sad that he was made this way
Alone for all these years

Ferocious and fearsome
but lost and never found
How cruel it was 
to be forced to crawl on burnt ground

Why was he like this 
What had he done?
Iron-side chimera
The only one

Seriously jaded
better memories faded
Life as a monster
over-rated

Looking forward to the future
When he would be born into another body
No more a conglomerate of apendages
or strangeness embodied

Shrieks like rusty nails down a chalkboard
bellow's like some great whale
His way of crying out to God
but to no avail

As large as a freight train
as warped as a storm
Massive and misconstrued
If only he could tranform
into a more beautiful creature
With a nice body
and friendlier features
he could find a life partner
and then.....
AND THEN EAT HER!

The moral of the story:
Form may change 
but mind will remain the same
A monster is a monster by any other name