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Pussy Willow Predator

He is a murderer.

I saw him do it with my own three eyes.

He stomped through the garden 

where the grass grows wild,

and the flowers bloom free.

He ripped open Magnolias of Steel,

and feasted on the nectar of Poppies.

I watched and wept openly.

When he noticed he sneered and slinked away.

He left destruction behind him,

and the garden now grows lost souls.

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