HOUNDS OF HELL

The hounds of hell are howling tonight
Searching for something which to fight
Looking around with glowing red eyes
Until they've found their untimate prize

Decending with a blood curdling yell
Drag their prey to the depths of Hell
Where they feast on blood and gore
Then when finished go out for more

May 27, 2004

Poetry © Jan Haile Clark

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Greeneyed Angel

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