Second poem about little Lexi, I didn't want my only writings of her being sad in the mood, so I wrote this one to smile whenever I remember that little cutey, I can still remember the way she smiled whenever she woke up and saw me waiting to play with her...

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The creature of white
The monster of snow
It’s the deadliest thing
To all it knows

It stalks its prey
Breathing in a great sniff
The creature is hunting
Before it jumps, its body shifts

It senses something else
Giving up its prey
The creature lurks forward
To the cave where it stays

The creature prepares again
To go on the hunt
For the creature is ready
To have a nice lunch

Its claws at the ready
Its back arched to pounce
The creature growls
Launching forward, ounce after ounce

The creature was confused
It had never missed
But its prey had grabbed her
And was giving her a kiss!

Lexi then realized
She had been out far too long
She licked my happy face
And then hibernated till dawn

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