Sunday, November 14, 2010

Zalome's free verse poem

Gazelles



Golden Gazelles

Leaping across

The red hot safari

Running to reach

Luscious Lilly pads

Where the Crocodiles live

Guzzling gracefully

A Gazelle sees a

Disgusting green face

Appear quickly

He warns the herd

With a quick

Sharp bellow

They turn and

Run away!

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