The Creature
Deep in the Tennessee mountains
Lives a creature the people fear
It only comes out to celebrate
And to feed just twice a year
Covered in hair from head to toe
And a stench that was never defined
A reward went out to capture this beast
But all who would declined
Some called it sasquatch but they were wrong
For only a few of us knew the truth
My wife had seen it her entire life
And told the stories of her tearful youth
You'd know the fear I speak of
If only once you ever saw
This hideous beast that walks the earth
I call it my mother- in- law
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