He runs quickly through the woods,
his shadow on the ground.
He's searching for his prey
without making a sound.
It's a late, dark night,
and everything is still
as the mighty hunter, king of the woods,
prepares to make his kill.
He spots a bright red bird,
but it quickly flies away.
And then he sees a dark brown squirrel,
but it runs without delay.
Finally he spies a mouse
sitting in the leaves.
He crouches and quietly watches it,
hoping he won't be seen.
The mouse watches the stars for awhile
and then begins to walk away,
and the hunter has an icy glare
as he looks down on his prey.
And with a giant leap,
he's on top of the mouse,
and after enjoying his midnight snack,
he creeps back to his house.
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