Elbereth's Journal: Ever feel.... AGGRESSIVE?

I pulled the wings off a fairy today
Because she wouldn't sing the song
That I wrote just for her
And I brought her to my castle
Where two giant, bronze men
Armed with swords
Fought to the death
I forced her to watch
While the giant, bronze men
Fought to the death
Stylized
"Wait!" I said. "I want more!"
"No," he agreed, "It's not enough."
And the gates opened
And the lions came out
He looked at me
And I said, "Is that all?"
He whistled
The wolves came out
And they had glowing eyes
The lions and the wolves
With the glowing eyes
Circled the giant, bronze men
And the Fairy, without her wings,
Cried softly for her lost love
While I laughed and laughed
Impatiently, he raised his sword
"Yes," I said. "You should strike."
But the other did not die.
One after another, the lions lept
And the wolves, with their eyes glowing,
Attacked while his guard was low
But none of them could bring him down
So I took out my pistol
And I shot him in the head
The wolves, they tore him apart
And the lions, they ate his heart
"Such sport," I said
And he grinned
So I said, "Give her back her wings."
The giant, bronze man shrugged
"I don't care about her any more," I said
"Let her fly away," I said, "if she can."
And the wolves
With their eyes glowing
Salivated
Because they were fast
And she was sad
For her love had died
With a bullet in his head