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Crouched it the long grass
The Black Panther
Rules the night

The silver-blue moonlight
Glistens on her coat
Of deepest black

The slightest movement
And her ears twitch
In anticipation

Green eyes widen
As she fixes her gaze
On her prey

Her lips curl to reveal
Menacing white fangs
Ferocious fangs

Then like a bullet
From a gun
She pounces

Another night
Another kill
Another victim

 

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