He wandered beneath the clouds
he looked up and saw black.
A storms coming. He said.
He Saw a large object.
When he finally came to it
he realised it was an ants shadow.
He threw his sharp stick
like a bolt of lightning.
Narrowly missing,
the kangaroo.
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 2:52 AM UTC
He wandered beneath the clouds
he looked up and saw black.
A storms coming. He said.
He Saw a large object.
When he finally came to it
he realised it was an ants shadow.
He threw his sharp stick
like a bolt of lightning.
Narrowly missing,
the kangaroo.
