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Down beside the river
And in among the trees,
A wildcat sits and ponders,
Scratching at his fleas.
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He�s waiting for a tasty snack
And listening for a twig to snap.
His eyes agleam, like coals of fire,
Dreaming of his hearts desire.
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Dinner time is past and gone
And still the wildcat lingers on.
Hope in his heart that springs anew
With every breeze the west wind blew.
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Restless now and muscles twitching,
Claws outstretched and tail aflicking,
Peering from his leafy bower,
Patiently, he�ll pass the hour.
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Waiting �till the time is ripe
For claws of steel to give a swipe
At passing buck or trembling fawn
That he may still his hunger on.
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A shot rings out and passes near.
triggering the wildcats fear.
The slitted eyes look quickly �round
While ears are angled for a sound,
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Sending a signal to his feet,
And in that instant he will leap.
The wildcats instincts giving way;
He was the preditor here today.
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But survival teaches what it can.
He�d learned this from the son of man.
Marking well where the shot rang out,
In that split second he turned about.
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Launching himself with feline grace,
The wildcat swiftly left the place.
Fear gave him speed to get him far,
For on his thigh he bore a scar.
One foot long and bought with pain.
A souvineer from the son of Cain.