56. Danger ahead...Harpy

There's danger ahead.
Its up in the sky.
Its ready to kill,
with its piercing crimson eyes.

"Caw!" it sounds for the crows.
Small chests heaving for breath.
In a flock fly the blood thirsty birds.
All in good timing to bring the victim death.

A salor is on the ships deck, working hard and sweaty.
The vicious scavengers swoop down upon him.
In a blinding fit of feathers and fury...
so ends the danger, and hunger of the dreaded Harpy.

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