The frigid bite of winter's light
Shines on sabers sharp and bright
Speeding towards you through the snow
Your heart and mind fill with sudden woe
You turn to run but it's too late
Those flashing sabers seal your fate
Then a sudden blinding pain
So much blood it looks like rain
The final image sears your brain
Those gleaming sabers, Smilodon's claim to fame
Smilodon Artwork © by Zach Sepluveda, 2012 |
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