The Creature
Creeping and crawling through the miry bog
Disguising itself through the thick swampy fog
The creature it stalks its unfortunate prey
So it can gnaw on their bones all night and all day
Many a traveler has the creature devoured
Feasting on them as they laid down and cowered
The creatures relentless in its desire for blood
As it overtakes you like an oncoming flood
If you do travel go round the way for if you enter
You’ll end up its prey.
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