"That Calorpian Demon!"

I'll tell you about a Calorpian Demon,
to shock you in sheer disbelief,
his horns were a' curly,
his muscles a' burly,
he lived in a barrier reef!

Inside of the reef, that Calorpian Demon,
would munch on his victims' souls,
he'd wait til' they clustered,
then smear them with mustard,
and stockpile their remnants in bowls!

When leaving the reef for a night at the office,
that Demon would stroll through the park,
he'd stalk every lady,
devour every baby,
but get to the office by dark!

At work, this specific Calorpian Demon,
was famed for his broad expertise,
his figures for killin'
were matched by his skill in
dismembering children with ease!

By dawn the next morn', that Calorpian Demon,
would punch out from work for the night,
he'd eat his assistant,
to keep self-sufficient,
then dance on her burial site!

When back at the reef, that Calorpian Demon,
would kick up his feet and relax,
he'd snack on a fetus,
then drink margaritas,
and ponder his demon-ly acts!

*Calorpia is a fictitious nation fraught with perils both demonic and economic. Additionally, the position of "Personal Assistant to That Calorpian Demon" has an extremely high turnover rate.