Big Cat's GameA Poem by devonHe was in her biology class, And she noticed his smile. She was in his history class, And he barely noticed her. He asked to borrow a pencil That went unreturned, but She didn’t seem to notice after he’d Asked to borrow her time on Friday night. Many Friday nights later, After much borrowed time, He asked to hold her heart; She never did get that pencil back. So, the lion sought after the lamb Who had yet to feel the rush of the race. So, the lamb became prey for the lion Who had plenty of antelope to chase. © 2013 devon |
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