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Ravings of a Rabid Werewolf - Poetry by Wolf - 43. Red Noon
A brown haze surrounds
Blocking sight past a few feet
A dim light hovers
Making the eerie sky red
As I wonder what comes next
The bear clings in fear
Tired, thirsty, and defeated
A little water
And it's carried to safety
One more Koala will live
The fire hose sprays
As roos jump towards its mist
Intense heat blasts us
Trying to force our retreat
The roos are smarter and flee
Flames begin to rise
As three spinning columns form
And rise to the sky
In a frightening display
It's my nightmare while awake
Flames roar on all sides
As the circle closes in
Blocking our escape
Eyes turn to the blood red sky
As a tanker's water falls
The beast devours all
As it hunts relentlessly
In search of more food
The battle appears endless
But we will beat the fire
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