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Jun 2014
i saw a little hawk just the other day
flying round in circles looking for his prey
then he began to hover ready for his ****
i was so excited it gave me such a thrill.

then a mighty swoop like the speed of light
grabbing at his prey then swiftly back in flight
carrying his catch held between his toes
with elegance and grace back to his nest he goes.

such a sight to see this creature of the wild
a hunter of the wild mother natures child.
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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