The Predator
Caleb, Age 11, Mount Joy, PA

                                Then fish was swimming in a river glittering like glass.
          Predators all around him, and - SNAP!
          The kill was quick as a kiss.
          Blood red as scarlet came from the Predatorís mouth.
          The Predatorís tongue thirsty for blood red as Fire Truck red paint.
          The Predator whirls around the school of fish.
          After his meal he dozes off,
ready for his meal tomorrow.

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