The Lone Soldier

In a mad dash, the lone soldier moans and groans,
his boots splash,  
bombs boom and bullets pop, whiz and hiss.

Raven, 
turns its head, 
curious, goofy, 
dangerous, vultures' beaks split, slit flesh,  
blood scatters and splatters, drops Plop, mosquitos and flies coming to sop, Slurp and Burp.  
Elephants stomp, lions crunch and chomp,  
bones fit in teeth’s gap, bones snap, 
hienas tackle and cackle.

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