A Poem – The Jobs
The Jobs by Jerry Johnson I saw, as in a movie screen,The wolverine-like beastWith two sets of black bat-like wings,Red beady eyes,Sharp, hand-like eagle talons on all four feet,Snarling and droolingThru vicious needle-sharp teeth.Something I could not imagine.The beast flew down out of the movieSnatching from somewhereA little, defenseless baby bunny,Flew back into the movieTo …