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WARRIORS OF THE SKY

Pods of dull brown.
Sit safe and sound.
Their claws branching out.
The steams nice and stout.
Like spears covered in blood.
Splashing in the mud.
Unfocused and blurry.
As they speed by in a flurry.
They race across the winds.
Easily making it around the bends.
Green is their only foe.
In this tail full of woe.





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