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.