The Pack


As the zebras run
in their humongous packs
Lions watch and stay back.
The stripped animals
do not notice, but they will
The lions will steal.
They wait for the right
time to attack. Because it's hard with a small pack.
The lions attack roaring with a victory.
They finally approached the enemy.
So proud of themselves for bringing the pack
Dinner.

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