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Armed and well disguised;
Carefully was marked;
By a thousand unseen eyes

Tiny creatures filled with fear;
Predators that crouched;
Scavengers that lingered near;
While he stalked about.

They found his gun and hat;
And little more than that.
Legends say he lost his way;
And wandered off the path.

The hunter was the prey
And every creature paid;
Their deep respect;
Left not a speck;
And ate him clean away.
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Turntable
Date: Friday, 7th July 2017 @ 06:21:13 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: softerware
Fierce hunter in the dark;
Armed and well disguised;
Carefully was marked;
By a thousand unseen eyes

Tiny creatures filled with fear;
Predators that crouched;
Scavengers that lingered near;
While he stalked about.

They found his gun and hat;
And little more than that.
Legends say he lost his way;
And wandered off the path.

The hunter was the prey
And every creature paid;
Their deep respect;
Left not a speck;
And ate him clean away.


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