A Monster Called Horex (30)

A Monster Called Horex

1

When I first bumped into Horex I was quite surprised to see

That he was in fact a monster; not the usual kind for me

I could recognise his accent from a teacher I once had

But his shining suit of armour was unusual just a tad

Still he had a lovely smile, why not give the guy a chance

To dump his suit of armour and to see if he could dance

At first he was reluctant since he loved his monster suit

But eventually he weakened, and his armour got the boot

Horex is a German who adored his armour plate

Like he was a gothic knight with an appetite for hate

But now he’s dancing with me, it’s a breeze to be kind

After having left his armour and the battle scene behind

2

In the chess game we were playing; I made a brave move

I soon had Horex dancing where he got into the groove

Naturally I did not tell him how I found him to be cute

Or that I had sent his armour to a house of ill-repute

With his armour suit behind him Horex made progress fast

Even though his reputation had already been typecast

Some people asked why bother as I am a pretty girl?

But I did so like to polish my new monster of a pearl

Horex is a German who adored his armour plate

Like he was a gothic knight with an appetite for hate

But now he’s dancing with me, it’s a breeze to be kind

After having left his armour and the battle scene behind

3

The world is full of monsters that most people wouldn’t see

Since instead of using armour they dress like you and me

They trick you with their smiles like a lottery envelope

With its one remaining virtue just a pocketful of hope

I am not a monster saver; I would never make this claim

But I knew Horex was better than his former monster name

He just needed dancing lessons with a damsel such as me

To discover how much better real gentleness would be

Horex is a German who adored his armour plate

Like he was a gothic knight with an appetite for hate

But now he’s dancing with me, it’s a breeze to be kind

After having left his armour and the battle scene behind

The End

© Frankie Spiritu