
This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Décima Challenge. Linked with my Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

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The Predator
A predator lying in wait
Unaware the prey will bumble
It’s loud and often will mumble
Sadly unaware of its fate
Unknowingly it is the bait
Passing the chair still unaware
It’s nemeses is hidden there.
A yawn, a stretch a sharpened claw.
Preys struck,stumbles hits head on door.
Cat smiles, job done, she doesn’t care.
Aug 05, 2021 @ 17:14:53
Good job, there, Sis!
Aug 05, 2021 @ 17:15:40
OMG it was had but I think bits fun 💜💜💜
Aug 05, 2021 @ 19:15:52
Definitely fun!
Aug 05, 2021 @ 17:17:56
Lol 🐱
Aug 05, 2021 @ 21:12:37
Cats are so nonchalant!
Aug 05, 2021 @ 21:14:43
And very mean 😃
Aug 05, 2021 @ 21:15:28
True!
Aug 05, 2021 @ 21:16:41
💜💜💜
Aug 05, 2021 @ 21:22:35
🧡🧡🧡
Aug 09, 2021 @ 09:40:10
An lovely poem, Willow.
Aug 09, 2021 @ 10:14:46
Thank you Robbie, it was so much fun.💜