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The Hyena

Cackle cackle friend or foe Four legged creature after a doe Carnivorous lusting flesh and bone Cackle cackle lustrous loud tone Front legs long back legs short Pointed snout hunters' snort Under the moon his curious treks Sniffing out prey rodents and snakes Cackle cackle friend or foe Hunting in packs as they go Tipping and whining shaking the bush Small creatures scatter irradiating the hush Cackle cackle Hyenas' loud laughing tone Run from it creatures save your bone His wit is not wise but his craft is inborn Run creatures before your hide is torn

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Date: 6/13/2017 5:15:00 PM
They truly are vicious, Kelli. Sorry I took so long to read. I've been a little busy:) Hoping you are well.
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