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Feb 2021
I see the vile reptile
go sliding in the creek,
my heart pounds in my chest
and my legs go very weak.

Iā€™m trapped on the island
without anywhere to go,
I know that death is near
and it is swimming down below.

It breaks the shiny surface
and rears its repulsive head,
Its cunning and its guile
is what I really dread.

It gives a sinister smile
as it motors through the creek,
It is me this hideous beast
Is hunting out to seek.

I am starting to sweat
as my nemesis comes near,
I am certain that he knows
he is my worst fear.

The scaled villainous beast
climbs upon the land,
and here I am helpless
without weapon in hand.

I turn to run and flee
from my impending doom,
and before I realize it
I am waking in my room.
Written by
John Roach
68
   Bogdan Dragos
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