Wily Coyote
A wild beast looking for game
Slowly stalking his prey
for the best possible angle
to exact all of its might
to end that soul
in the most horrific of ways
And then,
It gladly puts a stamp on her day.
A wild beast looking for game,
Forgives but never forgets,
Its first chance is to make the jungle respect,
That it is he that is Lion King,
And will never stop roaming
until its mouth is salivating
from the fresh flesh from her neck.
A wild beast looking for game,
Even though it can smile and be playful,
Just know nothing is the same.
Copyright © Remi Stan | Year Posted 2014
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