And the
ghastly cloud bellowed
At a
distance, heave ho!
Heave
ho! He rushed across the sky
Like
a falling star
Ha!
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Murder
in his eye
And the
birds dropped
Like
stones to the trees
They
hid among the snakes
And bones
of his enemies
Picked
clean, bleached white
Staring
at a distance
Caught
They
were caught
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