Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life,
Literature and Love
Fang, Wild Dog of
the North
Good
things of day begin to droop and drowse
Whiles
night’s black agents to their prey do rouse
Macbeth III.ii.58-59
When at night the ravenous timberwolves sing
Terrifying each lesser living thing
And the great horned owl is on the wing
Even brave men to their prayers do cling
My carnivorous dachshund is ready to spring
Her blood-lust stirred by the microwave’s ping!
(Stand back, everyone! No sudden moves…!)
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