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17h
The ******
Waits upon
The hill
Biding his
Time to
Make the ****
Oh so boring
Then the thrill.
Take the shot
Oh what skill
When it’s time
To make the
**** breathe
Then fire.

Bullet travels
Makes no sound
Split seconds
Target found,
Body
extinguished
Hits the ground.
When you feel your
Bones do crackle then
You’ve been targeted
By the jackal.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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