Genre: Rhyme, Animal, Dark
by Jonathan Baltzly
In the darkest corner
Of the darkest night
Some one yells,
“Hey, boy’s! Let’s have a fight!”
A dog then whispers,
“Hey, not a bad idea,
Perhaps we evade the devil’s sight.”
“No,” says the chipmunk
“I cannot go with you;
Two days’ more and I cannot shake you,
How hard I might.”
Another voice comes from the oak,
“Please give us a chance,
We are mere birds with highest flight,
And all below is in our sight.”
Nothing said in silent tones,
Like a midnight dream on megaphones.
“Where’d you go?”
The old man asked.
“I guess it’s true; it’s the facts.”
He laid deeply down
In his burial site.
On that corner of that evening,
Darkest corner of the night.
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