The ham was horrific
I barely survived
It wasn’t a trick
It was the naive surprise
The rabbit who ate it
Knew nothing at all
The scent of the wolf
Had already called

“Sounded Loud”
For a week and a day
it toiled away
A message that mouthed
its beloved display
It sang from the jon
in a format so long
The message took flight
in the height it had gone
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