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moonlit wobbles

to the grunt of a

hog-like gnash

obliging to take

a silage offered

not for his delight



earth trembles to

crossly tussle

a humongous evil

infiltrating      



so the flower

is splintered

petals being blown away

by the flay of

the wind speed

and the moon sobbed,

in scarlet color

former lily white  

now a wretched white  





written 2/5/2003