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Like Hellhounds They Dance

The sky, aloof now midst turmoil beneath Faint inspiration can she bequeath Denizens of darkness like hellhounds they dance Stalking prey on shore the coastline explore And we few humans cower behind closed doors from the unlikely return of the hadrosaurs

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Date: 2/15/2024 6:15:00 PM
Man, asteroids, volcanoes, earthquakes...now hadrosaurs. Just one more thing I have to worry about.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/15/2024 6:27:00 PM
Why worry? Either be like me, or get married and let your wife do all the worrying. ~ Alfred E. Neuman
Date: 2/15/2024 12:00:00 PM
It sounds like something came to earth through a wormhole. A fine poem with Vincent Price qualities. Of course, I like it.
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Date: 2/15/2024 6:27:00 PM
'Vincent Price.' Hmm. I'm honored. Thanks, gw
Date: 2/15/2024 9:06:00 AM
I feel more relief than trepidation. It's about time they returned! May be the end of the world for us--but a new beginning for them. Wishing them luck!
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/15/2024 6:28:00 PM
Nice to see your avatar pop up, Robert. Here's to you! Cheers, Gershon
Date: 2/15/2024 4:50:00 AM
loved the play on words with 'hadrosaurs.' This poem was unique with an effective, apocalyptic tone to it. Brilliant! Have to fave it, Sara
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/15/2024 6:30:00 PM
Appreciate the fave. Thanks, Sara.

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