Found an old notebook, thought I'd share a poem or two from who knows how long ago:

Razored beaks and talons slash.
Oh, how those grizzly grapplers scratch!
The vicious creature draws quite near;
For the worm the end is here!

And also, a commentary on hotels:

Flowers, purple, pink
Adorn the walls
In their frames
Mass produced with 4-tone ink.