THE PANTHER
I stalk the night,
Plain out of sight,
All you see are my eyes
Before quick goodbyes
In a coat of black
you'll feel a quick wack
as i attack
your bones will crack.
i bite hard
with no disregard.
Our sharp claws,
leave you needing gauze
were a dying breed
even with our heightened speed
now all we need, is to be freed
the young are all hung
or trapt in cages
for the ages
never to be seen
how could this be so unforseen?
now you see, how it will be,
take a stand,
before you experience this first hand!
please tell me what you think or how i can improve tyty
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