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A poem about a graceful predator, the leopard. |
| Stalking in the darkness, Creeping in the day, The leopard is coming closer, Be careful all you prey. A demon of the jungle, A monster of the land, This spotted terror is, A creature that is grand. With the leopards subtle grace, And the whiskers that line its face, Its extreme speed, You must take heed. Leopards have their thorn sharp claws, And their teeth that are in their jaws, The leopard truly has no flaws. |