bloody-bearded, sleek tawny cat
pads gracefully across the veld;
languidly menacing,
magnificent head with heavy mane
swaying guardedly to and fro;
topaz eyes
aglow with fire and ice as,
lazy and sated,
it collapses beneath the shady doringboom
while mate and cubs move in,
noisily ravenous,
to gnaw and tear the mangled flesh
of the glaze-eyed prey
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