Hunter
I fly up so high
floating in the sky
watching below for my prey
If they knew they'd fear
for them death is near
This is part of natures way
I make my attack
hit the water smack
With my talons grab on tight
The pike in my grip
it will never slip
It is trapped within my might
Trying a form Dr. Ram's explained called an "Alouette"
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Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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