The songbirds in the garden
Suddenly go quiet-still,
As a hawk patrols over,
Looking for a kill.
The backyard assumes
A life or death feel,
As feathered ones avoid
Becoming a meal.
But the hawk will always
Hunt relentlessly,
Nature's original version
Of a Raptor UAV.
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