As the creature prowls
It hears a great howl
That makes its great jowl
Open to form fierce-some growls
It could almost be called a scowl
Upon its face. The peace is now a foul
Heard in the distance hoots of owls
-Kel Dayheart
By Kel Dayheart
As the creature prowls
It hears a great howl
That makes its great jowl
Open to form fierce-some growls
It could almost be called a scowl
Upon its face. The peace is now a foul
Heard in the distance hoots of owls
-Kel Dayheart
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