Best Pouncing Poems

Pouncing
An azure sky was overhead,
The goats n fowls had gone to bed
Cos it was getting darkly,

Me memory of it isna clear
I didna even suck no beer,
Just getting a bit sarky.

I went to look, but she had gone,
The sulky, silky bat, had flown,
It hurt, not too...

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Pouncing wind of the North, what's the unexplainable folly 
for enacting a surly deed?
Stripping my stately pines
of their verdant leaves,
give back their esteem!


Impetuous is your haste,
immutable and imperative,
impairing these sentinels
that guard the feeble ones,
but you immolate and leave!


Pouncing wind of the North, what's your miscreant...

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The cat watches me
sleeping alone, and he thinks
 “Ignore it” pouncing....

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