more poems i had to write for ap english.
bambie
we destory your home
kill your mother
but you still come back to us
hungry for our lawns
king of the forest
in green you are the king
but here in the suburds
you are seen as nothing
but dinner
as we eat away your kingdom
migration
we take your home
so why are we upset
when you come
to visit ours
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