We Monsters drink from the Fountain of Youth
I know that seems a bit uncouth
We need to stay young and fresh
To take juicy bites from your flesh
The Snake in the Grass slithers away
As I look up from 50 Shades of Gray
I do my best to look mysterious
And some clown says, “Why so Serious?”
The serum wears off, I transform back to hero
A Day in the Life of My Alter-ego.
Ken_W_Writer’s Stories and Poems 