Death-- The Savory Kind.

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A Stork named Toolish-Brooks bounces on a ball

The extremities found left and right

Digging up skeletons, ending plight

Saved the bell from spilling a spoonful of delight.

Simple

Eager Digger

 

The Crane dances in the wind

Without hope of being condemned, suicide appeals

Starving the Poet of his proverbial, hearty meal,

Inspiration left him, but a kiss felt so steel.

Digging

Quenching splendor

 

Mischievous, cladded Fox fools Toolish-Brooks

Insecure of broken paw-fingers bend under crooks

Fickle-back crusty Crabs stole his favorite book

Disheveling nightmare-baggage for the sake of a normal look.

Simple

Satisfied Digger

Author's Note

Meh...not my best >_<