The Beast Poem by Shawn Epplin

The Beast



There are beast out the door
And they love to roar
With their long stroked manes
They all die in vain
With their ancestors so cute and nice
The beast can kill you all in one slice
For all the beast who love to run
spend your time wisely for its almost done
find some strength find some courage
because now you all are on the verge

Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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