Free verse № 40720
The Voice of the Night (dedicated to Mr. PIG)
When dusk came down
The grey assassin howled
And vomitted the wool
Of his meal of: sheep.
Like the predator, I too consumed sheep--milk.
Then I danced around and sang "Mee Mee Mee Meeeeeeeee"
And then my hair became his next vomit.
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