(Poem style, uh freestyle? Rhyme pattern: A, B, B. Slang rhymes used.)

Thorny, vine-covered tooke
Leaps to war with fear,
For loss of life is high and near.

White tufted, blue spotted,
She dances upon the half lit fence
Of Forces light and dense.

Lost, wandering mind,
One day she just might
Take a rest from this stress and fight.

Collaborated with Luka Zarkot #15020.

Fox and the Hound

Red fox cozies to
Hound dog next door who tries to
Ignore his nature.