With fur like crackling fur, eyes like lightning bright,
Jolthog leaps and dances, a chaotic delight.
No creature of stillness, content in slumber deep,
But storm incarnate, in zaps that softly creep.
Across electrified plains, it dashes with a spark,
Leaving trails of laughter, where shadows leave their mark.
Its voice, a buzzing whisper, on static winds entwined,
Luring lost travelers, with mischief in its mind.
But beneath the chaos, a spirit young and free,
Sparks joy and wonder, for all the world to see.
For Jolthog remembers, the day it first awoke,
To a world of wonder, with every zap and poke.
So approach with laughter, and a playful, open mind,
Respect the energy, where joy you’ll surely find.
Offer not capture, but a heart that seeks to share,
And Jolthog’s friendship, might become your whispered prayer.
With shocks and giggles, on static threads of light,
It tests your spirit, to face the day and night.
For the jolt’s affection, isn’t easily claimed,
It seeks a soul like wildfire, untamed and unashamed.
Then, in the dance of sparks and buzzing glee,
Jolthog unveils its secrets, for all the world to see.
It shares the magic, of chaos’ playful might,
Where randomness ignites, a future ever bright.
And as the sun descends, painting shadows long,
Jolthog fades away, a memory in a song.
But in your heart, its spark will still remain,
A reminder of fun, whispered through the rain.
So close your eyes, and feel the static hum,
Let Jolthog’s spirit, forever be your welcome.
For in the depths of wonder, where laughter softly gleams,
The spark of chaos, forever watches your dreams.