Scent, The
A whiff of airA sniff or two
Seeking the direction
Getting into focus
Homing in on the prey
Carefully circling around
Planning all the moves
Now the prey's in sight
Patiently waiting to pounce
When suddenly
The prey's found you
Now you're the one
Who's being hunted
Better go, gotta run
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