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Matilda
Matilda
As I gaze into olive eyes,
what beauty I see,
amorous in view,
habitat disappearing, no trees.
Matilda,
Your stare is mesmerizing,
venom from the pit,
colors of black n' yellow hues,
where the fangs are split.
Matilda,
Mighty black horns you display,
zigzag markings shown through,
enslaved by merchantry, can't stray,
moving silently, even without a coo.
Matilda,
Where are you at?
why are you hidden from thee?
vanished in the bush,
no beauty do I see.
Matilda,
Disappearing is the kush,
your home's in muse,
extinction parallels the bush,
habitat drought n' plethoric abuse!
Why can't we let them be?
Razorblade © 2012
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