Tyrannical Beast

Huitzilopochtli. Unlike any bird, they have no regard for minor life forms, such as i. Complete control, they are unconcerned with mere bulk. Unconcerned!!!

Evil, tyrannical beasts. Possessed of The Liquid, control of the source. Master of the atmosphere, squeeking its venomous trumpet needle beaks -- EHUH EHUH EHUH.

Buzz. Buzzing, buzzzzzz. They hum like titanic bumble bees, black jacketed wasps of humongous proportion. Needle beaks with wiggly demonic tongues, in and out, buzzing their stingery wingedness. In and out, in and out. In, and out.

No regard, no register of the hairless monkey, supplier of energy nectar liquid concentrate of power and guile of pure lasery sabotage. Chasing the invader, like the flying saucer in hyperdrive, protect the energy source, dominate the energy source, command the energy source. Its empire, the land to the horizon and back again. Arrrhhh! Ha Ha ha ha HAAA!!!!

Devilized, Il Duce beasties. Buzzing. Buzz Buzzz. Feeding, feeding. Slurping, sucking. Juice of power, juicy juice. Juicy juice juice. Buzz. Buzz. Humm. Humm.

Luciferous, evil, Hummingbird. I bow to my teacher. Spare my humble splatatude, O monstrous master. I beg of you. Have mercy on me, O Master of Buzzatudinus.

I know I'll never dance like I used to.