Electric  Beast

The three wheeled beast is feeding,  lying quiet
leashed by a cord to its plug upon the wall ;
not like Eliot's taxi,  throbbing, waiting,
but caged within its underground garage den.

Its master comes to bring it forth and then
stands for a moment quietly contemplating  
whether the beast unchained might leap to maul  
those victims that are favourites in its diet.

Beware you children, dogs and frail old ladies !
Clear its path, or be consigned to Hades!