Passing through the glass, we moved
And watched through glorious eyes.
To see the beast in midst of feast
He cared not for us spies.
And once complete he looked our way
A grin from ear to ear,
Caught on the breeze he pounced at trees
To see our faces fear.
Approaching fast he tripped himself
And landed on his back,
Where after meat he waits for treat
He smelled within our pack.
My friend did lower, reaching forth
And fed the beast a head.
Then pranced did he into the sea-
The waves were creature’s bed.
Jonathon Best 2010©
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