You were my best friend
though evil and cold.
Past time spent with you
I was pretty bold.
Even without me
your life plays a story
Beauty and the Beast
you've come upon glory.
A joy to remember
you float around peace,
when you are angry
you may need to cease
from blowing it up
with anger so full,
the beast that you are
don't hate and be cruel.
Be decent and nice
make use of the heart,
don't use the mind
it plays of the part.
Turn into a prince
let go of the beast,
open up inside and
be kinder at least.
