Creepy Fog
Silently it creeps about without a doubt.
Sometimes it causes grief just like a thief.
Waiting to give you a fright
when it comes out at night.
If you take the time to pause
a lot of trouble it does cause.
Life or death is within its grip
while it continually drips.
It has lost many a soul in its death toll.
I stay out of the way when it stays.
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