I am an eagle,
and soar in poetic flight,
hunting down my prey.
From the heights I’ll swoop,
silently but fast, I’ll grab,
the helpless last rhyme.
As complex as simple is.
I am an eagle,
and soar in poetic flight,
hunting down my prey.
From the heights I’ll swoop,
silently but fast, I’ll grab,
the helpless last rhyme.