THE AFRICAN WILD DOG

Donning sable spots on buff hearts: With all the resolve an’ brutality They pursue their prey; Stopping at nothing but the Quarry’s final gasp for a breath They’re the pillaging African wild dogs: So unflagging in the heart an’ rigid on feet The ultimate hecklers of He who stitches for others, The one who gets lost on the way They’re the invincible African wild dogs: In deadly packs an’ persistent in manner They grip their prey an’ rip it apart - Preferring the budding an’ the hapless That’s how they are; ferocious! The resolute African wild dogs: Heartless an’ inexorable, though Oft their kill in no time they devour whole Or a hunk excruciatingly torn off alive Such ruthlessly merciless, so they are! The cold-heart’d African wild dogs: A time pinn’d down with an ample boulder Or other piece with an equally sound weight For now, the frenzy snappings an’ snarling Render fleeting peace in the mottled hearts of theirs Devouring an’ feasting like they do On the now putrefying sworn enemy!