Best Scatters Poems

The mammoth tank of day
Rides up into the gray
Over the rolling hills,

Shooting shadows one by one;
One by one, then all at once,
Till night, scattering, retreats.

The bulet-rays melt into light,
Transparent suits for things' delight,
Down from the rolling hills.

The mammoth tank rides high
Way on up blue avenue...

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mother deer scatters
leading the hunters away
bambi left alone...

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Garands are real scatters dispelled refugees people and they knew...

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