Damon

Lady Werecat: Just a little poem dedicated to my little demon friend, it may be stupid but I thinks it’s cute ^_^ Anyways please review what you think of it, It’ll be much appreciated by both of us.

Damon: I got a poem, I gotta poem, I gotta *Wham, splat* headache. I thinks I got brain damage *faints*

Lady Werecat: Hehe, enjoy ^_^

7 inches tall

He maybe small

But with the spiky blue hair

And the black eyes to stare

Damon is still my friend.

Small black wings

And a demons tail to go with

He does have horns

But none can see those.

With pixie like ears

He wears street clothes

I wonder where he got those?

From Saint Vincent De Pauls

I maybe so.

He laughs like a loony

His voice is so toony

His attitude is spunky

And he eats like a junkie.

But Damon is still my friend,

And I’ll love him to the end.