Setting Up My Hammock Late at Night

I wandered through the forest alone
But my peace was soon overthrown.
As the dogs came bounding near
My heart was filled with sudden fear.

With my shaky hands I was holding my hammock
While jumping up to get on to the rock.
But the dogs were closing in fast
So I took a deep breath and prayed it would not ever-last.

With a watchful eye, I surveyed their tails.
Some were friendly, some were fierce as gales.
Their noses searched my clothes and skin
But all they found was the smell of the wind.

Eye to eye, they locked their gaze.
I had to think of something in a haste.
I rummaged through my bag to find
A snack to soothe their hungry minds.

They ate and ate until they were full.
Their bellies round and satisfied, so cool!
I seized the chance to raise my hammock high,
And rest my weary body under the sky.

I lay in my hammock, safe and sound.
Watching the dogs roam around.
Glad to have escaped their jaws and growls
As I whispered a grateful prayer for my newfound prowl.
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