Best Serval Poems

Dawn, when silence falters
And the trees of the range- 
Are tucked in a bucket of fog
Marching dawn, whose beauty never alters,
I tuck myself in blankets like a log
At the Treetops Hotel upon the range
Dainty dreams upon dawn’s altar

The dappled peacock dazes the dawn
While the African...

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Dawn, when silence falters
And the trees of the range- 
Are tucked in a bucket of fog
Marching dawn whose beauty never alters.
I tuck myself in blankets like a log
At the Treetops Hotel upon the range
Dainty dreams upon dawns altar

The dappled peacock dazes the dawn
While the African crowned...

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The rising of the seventh moon in an ornamental lampshade is equivalent to a nice round smiley dinner plate that had been recently washed,
Recently washed is neither a rotating wimpy wishing walker and neither is it a raspberry wafer wobbling,
It takes a lot of effort...

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The skies were peaceful
Life had felt so serene
It all had seem like a dream
But something quickly changed the the scene

The skies overhead turned black and dark
A great change has taken serval places
Life had taken a downard spiral
Only sadness and tears appeared on faces

Then the rain...

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TO THE CONTRIBUTE TO THE
                 NEW SOCEITY
 THEY DEVELOPED SERVAL CONCEPTS
      THAT RAISED EXTERNAL ISSUES
PUSHING THE ISSUES FORWARD TO SOLVE
    ...

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Its the sight waft of rotting flesh
That first hits you
While the smartly dressed
Smiling warden ushers you in,
Through narrow turnstiles

There are rows of enclosures
A maze of them, a maze of the wild
Its like a snapshot of danger
A dangerous predator-laden savanna
Danger enclosed

Lions...
You will hear their shouting matches
Royal...

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