Poetry for Volcano Rims

Lava Beast

There is a beast with long limp limbs
That hangs about on volcano rims
Eating Sulphur Dust
And nice Rock Cakes
With Lemon Bon Bons
And acrid Warm Milk Shakes
Shouting . . . I lost it, I’ve lost it
O No it’s gone its gone
I am forlorn
Where did it go?
I have lost my favourite
Lava flow.