The Jackle
The jackle being labled,a coniving sneaky hound
but needs are needs for it to it feed,wherever it is found
It feins it`s injury to lure it`s prey
so the pack can pounce and slay
the Emu she does take chase from her nest
scattering the jackle is a pretence test
The breeding rituals,wooing females of the pack
submissive bowing, fighting of attack
from rivals who do want her breed
take control,and take the feed
The lions finish with their kill, and handed down the ranks
vultures first to arrive, jackles scatter them like tanks.
Paul Beadnall.
.Sponsor Ryan Jackson
Contest Name Animals on your mind...
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