The Rebel
#1 of Fursonems
This is an archetypal poem in dactylic hexameter about my mate's snow leopard fursona in a style that I've taken to calling a fursonem.
Horror punk snow leopard, bold and dramatic, who dwells in the shadows -
He is an ounce with a presence so big and his curves so alluring.
Grey fur and wild hair quite shocking with trinkets and makeup so necrose,
Spotted and spiked with great piercings - his brazen wide smirk's so enduring.
Knowing his history, mysteries - all that they offer to teach him,
He is a medium sensing the dead and the needs of the living;
Soaking in baths, reading stories and eating his sweets on a free whim,
Pampering's what he enjoys and he loves to be jolly while giving.
Loving the chase and a seeker of ultimate thrills and excitement,
Raucous and lively is what he wants most when enjoying a great song.
He will not hesitate scratching your face if you're craving incitement;
Roses have thorns and the sharpened long claws of the rebel are that strong.