The Calyx

The Calyx

The Polar went into the rock where the ice was melting,
Being furious, it thought of her mother to be deviated soon,
It was full of the perils of insect bites, frostbite, a thousand numbers,
A full dust of bricks choked into its reddened eyes;
It was not an ordinary thing to go into the depths of the holes.
Where they decided to dine together for  expected shelter,
To get rid of the hurdles to defaming the kitten coming inside,
It was the prey indeed for everlasting love and fraternity beam.
The animal roamed into the icy layers of the hills,
Where the foods for life were laden, there,
The crocodiles of the river were prying into the fish,
Where the polar was looking fiercely into the depths,
For the golden opportunity when it would have the percussion.

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