- Created By twilight tiger
Hunting the Meal
Creeping through the night,
Peeking through the cracks...
Straying down many paths,
Not a soul in sight.
Lurking in the shadows,
Craving a tasty bite...
Hunger at it's full might!
Nothing good shall follow...
There it is!
My hunger grows,
The wind blows,
I know the scent is his.
I follow my meal,
Down roads amiss...
While knowing this:
This ones a steal!
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