The Hunt
A poem of the unseen hunting. Leila- thanks for commenting on my poetry and stories. I am glad you looked it up! and during class too! I will write this poem for you sweety. I don't know if you like this stuff but I still love you. see you at luch love! All other commenters- thanks for the support people! I love it! please comment! I don't really like this one very much but I tried. Tell me how you felt about it!
On a cool dark night,
In the black secluded forest,
The full moon rose.
And a hunt began.
Howls rang through the trees,
Growls sounded hungrily.
Pounding paws thundered noisily.
The full moon rose.
Screams filled the air,
A child ran in fright
Her heat pounding furiously,
In the black secluded forest.
We surround,
And pounce.
The hunt has ended
The feast begun,
On a cool dark night.
In the black secluded forest,
The full moon rose.
And a hunt began.
Howls rang through the trees,
Growls sounded hungrily.
Pounding paws thundered noisily.
The full moon rose.
Screams filled the air,
A child ran in fright
Her heat pounding furiously,
In the black secluded forest.
We surround,
And pounce.
The hunt has ended
The feast begun,
On a cool dark night.
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