Late one night, I took a path
through woods I did not know.
A quicker way, it was I found
to get me to my home.
Dark that night, without a light,
the woods gave up strange sounds.
The shadows of the trees, they seemed
to move across the ground.
I walked a little faster.
My home I longed to see.
But then I heard an eerie howl,
and run I did indeed.
I bumped into some bushes,
I ran into the trees,
The only thought twas in my head
was pray my feet to flee.
My nerves they were a jumpin'
in trees I was a bumpin.
In my chest my heart was thumpin,
when I fell over somthin.
I lay there just a moment,
when two eyes did I see.
No faster man you'll ever be,
than I that night would be.
On my feet I quickly jumped.
My home I now could see.
Then I reached into my pocket
and I fumbled for the key.
Something from the woods I heard,
what horror can this be.
With key in door, I turn to see
my old dog run up to me.
Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 2:31 PM UTC
Late one night, I took a path
through woods I did not know.
A quicker way, it was I found
to get me to my home.
Dark that night, without a light,
the woods gave up strange sounds.
The shadows of the trees, they seemed
to move across the ground.
I walked a little faster.
My home I longed to see.
But then I heard an eerie howl,
and run I did indeed.
I bumped into some bushes,
I ran into the trees,
The only thought twas in my head
was pray my feet to flee.
My nerves they were a jumpin'
in trees I was a bumpin.
In my chest my heart was thumpin,
when I fell over somthin.
I lay there just a moment,
when two eyes did I see.
No faster man you'll ever be,
than I that night would be.
On my feet I quickly jumped.
My home I now could see.
Then I reached into my pocket
and I fumbled for the key.
Something from the woods I heard,
what horror can this be.
With key in door, I turn to see
my old dog run up to me.
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