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The Chase
Zebra walks around,
Doesn't even know.
Hiding in the bushes,
Waiting to be shown.
A nocturnal animal,
Came from outer space.
Jumps out from it's hiding,
Starts a deadly race.
Who is to decide,
Who lives and who dies,
It's the law of nature.
Someone in the skies.
Doesn't even know.
Hiding in the bushes,
Waiting to be shown.
A nocturnal animal,
Came from outer space.
Jumps out from it's hiding,
Starts a deadly race.
Who is to decide,
Who lives and who dies,
It's the law of nature.
Someone in the skies.
Published 18th Oct 2017
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18th Oct 2017 8:29pm
you have a wry sharpness
about you that I enjoy immensely..
fantastic ink dear poet..
love Crim
about you that I enjoy immensely..
fantastic ink dear poet..
love Crim
