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)