Proud mother observed as he was born
Rain was dripping off her left horn
Only just twenty-three inches long
Not much more than seven pounds he weighed
Got to lie in the sun; there’s no shade
Horses he outruns when one week old
Only the cheetah can run faster
Rampant killing was near disaster
Now space is gone; no more can be told
Square Poems 38: Pronghorn Acrostic
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