The Snare

by maida   Jun 2, 2008


I hear a sudden cry of pain
There is a rabbit in a snare:
Now i hear the cry again,
But i cannot tell from where.

But i cannot tell from where
He is calling out for aid;
Crying on the frightened air,
Making everything afraid.

Making everything afraid
Wrinkling up his little face,
As he cries again for aid;
And i cannot find the place!

And i cannot find the place
And his paw is in the Snare;
Little one! Oh Little one!
I am searching everywhere!

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  • 16 years ago

    by Gabba Gabba Hey

    This one is REALLY obvious. James Stephens. One of the top to go over in school.

    Maida, you know what I'm going to say. Please write your own stuff!

    Or, educate us in good writing. Which you could do well with all of this. You just have to cite, otherwise it's plagiarism.

  • 16 years ago

    by Gabba Gabba Hey

    Oooh like the repition! wow, that was so spelt wrong!

    awww, this is really sad! This is all ready much better than I described...it's a nice, really, really sad poem. Your best so far.

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