Dockyard Dogfight

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The betting and cursing,
the shouting and arguing of
the dockyard's drunken crowd
rise to a feverish pitch and
explode into a diabolical din!


The blood-crazed dogs
   snarl, leap and lunge 
      at each other's throat.
         They clamp foaming jaws
            on furry flesh, ripping it,
               their growls muffled by gore
                  and dirt and torn, bloody skin!


One seizes the other's jugular,
   tightens his hold till the pavement
      is slippery with blackish blood.
         The vanquished falls, lies limp,
            its frothy jaw now loosened,
               just another mutilated carcass
                  there in the bloodied dust!

The betting and cursing,
the shouting and arguing of
the dockyard's drunken crowd
rise to a feverish pitch and
explode into a diabolical din!

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Foulk Avatar
April 8, 2011 at 9:10 PM
I condem dogfighting only the lowest person in the world would attend a dog fight. I hope your not into this and was only writing about it.
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