ok, i have to use this poem for my final project, is it good?

I glare at its flare,
I stalk in its bulk.
The brilliance of the flame,
this beast is all but lame.
For its suffocating breath
could cause a man's death.
Its red stare, bright and light,
this stare always wins the fight.
Its extravegent heat,
cooks all the finest meat.
The brilliance of the flame,
this beast is all but lame.