Ouietly knowing...
Silent tonque! Has nothing to do with "YOU" unless speculating such, is pondering in the mind, that is pocessed inside the demented brain that would think such.Living and Learning, never stooping to naysayers plots to sabatoge My ever being to exsist.
Scavengers! Snaring, cowardly awaiting the moments to attack the prey they seek.
Peeking shivering not, then the weak livestock faint. Ouch! Then the meal is on.
Never speculating, that so quickly all turns back at the attacker and then as dining, gets bitten in the "ASS"...
Oh! know "truth" how quickly Seasons can pass.
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