ITKAK
ITKAK
Frozen terror on his face, forever on through time and space
Itkak the imp forever still, his frozen mind and broken will
Twas a game of filth and raunch, passing gas betwixt the haunch
With demon and devil did he play, then came the moment he went astray
Lacking fuel to make a pass, he pushed harder and squeezed and then alas
A pile of filth had made its way, and on Lucifer’s foot it did lay
A hint of humor crossed Itkaks mind, but Satan’s thoughts were not of like kind
Horror welled up and Itkak knew, his days of fun and evil were through
The devil roared and spread his wings, scattering demons and other things
With a flick of his tail a spell he cast, holding Itkak forever fast
Now Itkak knows a lesson learned, it’s in his head forever burned
Where demons and devils are concerned, playing games should be spurned
Lacuna Eidolon