Zinc

On the edge of mirrors
Or at the corner of your eye
You might see this shiny little gnome
Don’t ever go nearer
Even if they seem quite shy
They’re invaders and hunters in your home
Armed with sharp teeth and spears
They’re the stone mountain bad guys
Cast out from the mines and cursed to roam

(Poetry Scales 108) 

An Erzgebirg Bestiary Series:
Nickel
Cobalt