The Basilisk

Born from the yoke-less egg of a hen.
Hatched by a toad's cold pimply skin.

Body of a serpent,
Wings of a bat,
Head of a rooster,
Hiss of a cat.

Deathly glare;
Kills just by glance. 
Don't forget a mirror!
Don't take that chance!

Deadly venom
Phoenix tears will heal.
Nothing else will save you
Of the painful ordeal.

Spiders flee
At the sound of its name.
Crow of a rooster
Its life to claim.

Killed by weasels' bite,
Killed by a roosters' crow,
Killed by its own stare,
But nothing else though.

Wilts crops by stench alone
A look sends livestock to hell.
And weasel eating rue 
Is all that's left to tell the tale.

Be wary young miners;
Be fearful of the cave!
For a lurking Basilisk,
Will send you to an early grave...