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The owls hoot
And the moon shines brightly
As the crickets chirp as the night is still young
Hunters roam around the forest to see what they can find
To find these animals you must wait till nine
But he wouldn't wait, for his patience was to fate
Now the hunt has ended for the sun comes up
Spreading light everywhere
When the sun goes down and the moon rises
The hunt will start again
- by Darth Terras |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/15/2008 |
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- Title: Midnight Hunt
- Artist: Darth Terras
- Description: This is a poem I did in 5th grade. It actually was for a contest and I got it published in a book.
- Date: 11/15/2008
- Tags: midnight hunt
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