The Vibrant Channeled Creator

Donster Monster

Donster crashes kitchen doors; whirling hands askew;

Cracks and breaks; divides the plates; spatter freckles spew.

A brute to see: whiskers wild; his mouth a toothless cave;

Yet tender touches calmed pain’s wrench: relief his fingers gave.

Afford him berth, vast and fast; to twist and swing his girth;

For brute’s a bear of gentle stuff; beneath his matted dearth.