Timeliness, the lines are drawn
To put a trap, to trap the fawn
Between twilight and the dawn
In a garden where it is a lawn

In the hunter's home there's yawn
Everyone's eye look like frogspawn
For their stomachs behaving gnawn
Just, as a hunger feel like blawn

The sky thunder is on the bawn
And the ocean waved and mawn
The fog in the space is withdrawn
Because, the sun will rise predawn

The squirrel's tail in the pond thrawn
  To cut the water lines with ripswan
In the forest, bamboo will hacksawn
So that the rabbits teeth are whipsawn