Scurry Now a Panther Comes Your Way
Hush hush busy muskrat;
all you bucktoothed beavers
gnaw on unheard, work you unseen.
The sleek panther is stalking
slipping silently through the feathergrass
an angel of hunger is in its eyes.
You timid rabbit and fawn, be gone!
That creeping killer can stalk the wind
it smells your breath,
the faint odor of death
is already upon it.
Quick you nibblers, you green grazers
Your time comes ever nearer -
flee now, be gone!
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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