Bigfoot

In many states across this land I've heard his eerie yell I've seen and heard his company Not many folks i'd tell I've heard his footsteps through the woods And had him follow near I never knew quite what he wants I think he feeds on fear I've had him rattle doorknobs Just like he wanted in But knowing of his strength and size A door is paper thin I've saw those red eyes glare at me And smelled his awful stentch I've even found his footprints 'round And some hair left on a fence He's been so close i've heard him breathe He's had me frozen hard I've also saw him take three steps And be across the yard I've seen them young, and seen them old And seen them come in groups And once outside my windowsill I found some sasquatch poop I'm yet to see his face close up But that's alright with me I've seen and heard enough of him I just hope he lets me be.