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|Wild (youngsters:poetry, 112 words)|
|Author: Soundless||Added: Jan 19 2001||Views/Reads: 3257/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
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Wild A peacock scream pierces the night, conjuring up images of fear and fright, and in the shadows and corners there lay, creatures that may bite and slay. Slowly a cloud slips over the moon, men mumble and woman swoon. The darkness presently becomes complete the fears of man now do meet. A lonely growl rumbles low, as a shadow moves slow, creeping, waiting, about to pounce, itís body concentrated, every ounce. A movement quick, a shiver in the night, a jump, a leap, a movement slight. Itís prisoner makes no sound, silently it falls to the ground. Dead in a second, gone for ever, for the wild you can not tether. Tweet
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