DOG IN GRASS


I stealthily sneak through the tall spring grass

Like a lion stalking its prey on the African plain

Careful, steady movements, crouching low to go undetected

The waves of grass bending gently before me

Focused and waiting for my intimidated quarry to run ahead

Ready to pounce and devour my helpless victim

Hey! This grass is pretty good! (chomp, chomp)

 

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