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BLACK PANTHER NIGHT

Into the darkening night he slipped He slid. He gleamed the mean of No polite glory. He knows you are there. At a whiff His whiskers turned. The scent of Your stench was seeping through His air. You are just near his lair. Invisible in the gentle of his black Night. The blackest nights were His. His only. You. Are in his legacy Path. Passed that past unforgiving! What was worse?!! Darker still grew The night. But the moon provided Light. You cry out with your last Fateful fatal fleeting mortality Seconds before your reckoning Second guessing the deep Gleaming Black of jet DEATH!! Your mind is blank barely there For this feircesome ferocious fear. He flares. He bares teeth of a Conivore. The Black Panther leaps And snares. His teeth sink deep. Your blood. It floods. Fright fades. It's OVER?!! The clock chimes you awake with Fright beneath your clammy Saturated skin. IT'S OVER AGAIN. HahaNIGHTMARE!!

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