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The Beast

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The sun beats down on the sun-baked plain,

Zebras want to graze.

Little do the beasts suspect

they are reaching the end of their days.

 

The Beast stalks through the long grass,

There's a glint in his eyes,

The Beast is a natural born killer,

Another beast will die.

The End
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MinaHarker You're currently reading the poem The Beast, which was posted on Oct 20, 2011 by MinaHarker.

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