Hearing the call of my pack,
I hear them tell to bring the sack.
Out of the logger's tent,
the sack full of his money spent.
The call agian.
the logger shot.
the battle fought,
Blood on the mane
as the logger lay in in the red puddle.
Only while Alpha wolves cuddle,
their cubs still too younge,
to know the horrors of end October.
have you ever felt like this?
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nice.
loved the imagination put into words..!
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awesome work
......the rhyming was perfect........keeep posting tsuki
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nice 1
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Awesome
Great job! I thought that this was very good! You wrote it vividly so I could imagine each part taking place! Loved it! Can't wait to see more of your writes.
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This is good i like this
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Yay!
three for three Great job my light
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