Thursday, February 14, 2013

Poof


Author's Note: This poem is just describing what will happen to you if you don't watch your back, and figuring out what people say about you when you aren't looking.

Rabbit runs from its predator

Careful not to make a sound

Accidentally snaps a twig

And it becomes found

It's just a little animal

So little and frail

It's head gets bitten off

Because it left a trail

It didn't watch its back

Evil fox came from behind

Doesn't have eyes in the back of its head

How was he supposed to know

One last glimpse left

One right

And poof

He's gone

1 comment:

  1. I really like this creative piece. I think you do really well on creative poems and things like this. This piece is really cool and has a good meaning.

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