The Panther
The Panther stalks me during day, even during night
I fear him
Tension seems to ignite
When I'm near him
He has filled my eyes with sadness
I cry
But fills the world with madness
They die
It has stalked since the dawn of man
It has killed many of my kin
He has always seemed to win
It was once strong, Now slightly weak
It still kills, I hear every week
The panther has a family, He has a clan
He is a "he"
Must've been creeated by a man
He is hard to see, Very hard to spot
Every second he plans, Working on his next plot
No matter what we do, No matter what we try
This Panther will never die!
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