The Mysterious Animal
I am as big as human feet
My mouth is a brutal-killer
I will bite humans if I have to
And every day my meal could be a red squirrel.
I can dash up trees like a Cheetah
I sometimes sleep in trees
And my fur is as grey as a grandads hair
I am a fast-runner as is sprint across the woods
Watching waiting low on the floor as day goes by
My eyes dart like commits from the sky.
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