The Eagle And The Saint
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When I travel by skies to your lab,
I slow down flapping of my able wings.
Soar beneath so I can see your eyes
they're memorized at an eagle outside.
Dirty soil beneath lies a snake coiling,
I swoop down and with my bloody beak,
throttle it's hissing neck from side to side.
Silently as the ninja holds its rage
Ever the romantic prevents poisoning
from one who seems princely dashing,
and if the eagle's eyes seem worrisome,
he's just sick of being so lonesome.
Copyright © Ryan Geoffrey-Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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