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Hazards on He stepped into That slushy sheet of snow. It fell from heav'n Pelting face Onto the earth below. The silence Creeped in his ears, His headlights were dull beams, That lit the snow Like a lamp And shone upon the scene. Damp pavement - The body laid Resting upon the street. He could hardly Stand the sight It crushed there at his feet. He stepped close To examine That mangled body there To see if it Was his cat Or simply just a hare. Difficult The task it was To recognize the dead. The hair was wet, Hue had changed, A car had crushed its head.   Studying The corpse with care - The skin had been peeled back. Torso-Muscle Was revealed The leg twitched - he gasped. He jumped back, Filled with terror At what he had just spied, But in that breath He re'lized The creature that had died. Oh it was A rabbit there, Dead upon the cold lane. Yes, he was sad - Yet relieved - From a heart filled with pain. But, a part Of him was crushed, Shivering in the snow. Like that creature On the street, He was there all alone.
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Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
Hazards On
Hazards on He stepped into That slushy sheet of snow. It fell from heav'n Pelting face Onto the earth below. The silence Creeped in his ears, His headlights were dull beams, That lit the snow Like a lamp And shone upon the scene. Damp pavement - The body laid Resting upon the street. He could hardly Stand the sight It crushed there at his feet. He stepped close To examine That mangled body there To see if it Was his cat Or simply just a hare. Difficult The task it was To recognize the dead. The hair was wet, Hue had changed, A car had crushed its head.   Studying The corpse with care - The skin had been peeled back. Torso-Muscle Was revealed The leg twitched - he gasped. He jumped back, Filled with terror At what he had just spied, But in that breath He re'lized The creature that had died. Oh it was A rabbit there, Dead upon the cold lane. Yes, he was sad - Yet relieved - From a heart filled with pain. But, a part Of him was crushed, Shivering in the snow. Like that creature On the street, He was there all alone.
austin-bauer
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Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
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