Sasquatch
I'm convinced I saw a ghastly creature in the mist
While I was driving along a bleak country road,
A Sasquatch several yards ahead shaking its fist
Cloaked in the gray fog, as frightened I slowed.
While I was driving along a bleak country road
The creature crashed through the underbrush
Cloaked in the gray fog, as frightened I slowed,
The unsightly apparition gave me quite a rush.
The creature crashed through the underbrush
Leaving behind a stench, the malodor of death
The unsightly apparition gave me quite a rush
For a moment I could scarcely catch my breath.
Leaving behind a stench, the malodor of death,
Big Foot blended into the distant undergrowth
For a moment I could scarcely catch my breath,
Quickly I surmised our presence scared us both.
Big Foot blended into the distant undergrowth
A Sasquatch several yards ahead shaking its fist,
Quickly I surmised our presence scared us both
I'm convinced I saw a ghastly creature in the mist.
Written October 25, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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