Day 3 the Neighbours Arrive
The grasses massaged our feet
Till the hissers crawled beneath
Such a boastful way to greet.
The darkness reigned with silence
Till the stingers made an entrance
Such a pompous way to dance.
It's about time we re-establish our dominance
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