BABY EAGLE
a baby eagle tried to take flight
the bird stood perched upon its nest
stepped onto the branch
and stuck out its chest.
Off went the eagle falling to the ground
then swooped up so fast
without making a sound.
The baby eagle soured stealthy over a house
then off to the left,he spotted a mouse.
down to the ground the baby eagle flies
then swoops up the mouse
with victory cries.
Off to its nest which was due east
the eagle brings back a nice tasty feast
Back home safe,under moms care
sleeping so soundly felling wind in the air.
On a bright lit September night
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