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Racoon

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By Tambourine ManPublished 6 months ago 1 min read
Racoon
Photo by Yannick Menard on Unsplash

Saw a racoon,

This morning it scared,

Me to witness it,

Very cool, though, it was,

Huge, and brown, and white,

Covered in battle scars,

To which there was no,

Avail, probably, churned up,

From the lightning storm,

Which reminded me of,

Racoon City, in, the movie,

Of attacking zombies,

Fled by the chaos of,

Rotting flesh, that was,

Found innocent in nature,

The plague of a century,

I have chased a demon,

Called big racoon,

Eyes of a champion, titanic,

A big wreckage of a beast,

Spasms of a muscle through midway explosions,

Called fireworks,

Beware the huge and rabid racoons.

nature poetry

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Comments (3)

  • Manisha Dhalani6 months ago

    Fascinating.

  • Toby Heward6 months ago

    Quite a fascinating story

  • Shirley Belk6 months ago

    Very interesting story!

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