Creature of poisonA Poem by spayne94
It's feathers glued to it's body like match sticks
It's wings identical in shape and size flutter in the winds It's beak sharp and serated knife like It's harmonious tune whistles in the wind It's twig stick legs scarper preparing for flight It's sharp claws scratching your skin It's piercing eyes follow your sight into the uncertainties of the unknown A creature of poison © 2013 spayne94Reviews
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