Earth scorched and wasted they rears their head
Nostrils flare , eyes flash , breath reak
Screeching sounds surround their prey
Wings unfurl to raise the dead
Tail swings its mallet to crush the weak
Mounted malevolence marks his day
Fear grips the heart his bride to wed
face to face, beak to beak
Bitter battle begins it's play
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