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I Noticed a Creature

 

The other day, something occurred

It all began with a noise I heard

As I was walking home from the corner store

It was an eerie sound

So I turned around

Something was there that wasn’t before

 

Some sort of something was watching me

Staring through leaves from the cherry wood tree.

It made a growling chirp, like a hiccup

Then I blinked and took a second glance

It was in a new spot, in a new stance

Peering from behind an old blue pickup

 

Chances were, I was likely wrong

So, I continued on walking along

Only to look back and see it on the lawn

It was a little bit nearer

It was quite a bit clearer

It was stalking me as I carried on

 

It was slimy, furry, greenish and grey

Then it pounced up and scurried my way

Hiding in one spot, then off to another

It came my way, cat like and cunning

I turned around and started running

As it came my direction, I went the other

 

Down through an alley I made my way

Weaving past tables behind the café

In search of a place where noises were loud

I went to the street where shadows and shade

Waltzed along top of a passing parade

So I slipped right into the crowd

 

It was a perfect place to get misplaced

From an angry monster when being chased

It seemed like a great spot to hide

The beast stayed the course, without fail

He pursued closely, right on my trail

So I went to the sidewalk along the side

 

EEEEEEEE!

 

I caught a kite then caught a breeze

And I took a ride into the trees

Over the creek along the street

I made my way to the edge of town

Street lamps lit as the sun went down

 Where the city and the suburbs meet

 

I went past the park along the woods

Over the hedges to the neighborhoods

Wind whistled through the trees like a flute

Across bridges of branches, I frolicked through

Through the canopies, like squirrels do

The beast followed below in fierce pursuit

 

He had soon gotten close enough

That I could see the grease on his scruff

I could see the sharp on all of his teeth

I watched as his pupils grew in size

With the “I’m gonna eat you” look in his eyes

As he stared at me from the streets beneath

 

With every step he lurked and crept

Reaching up as he clawed and leapt

He reached his furthest reach

He was a bit too slow

With a jump to low

He tried ten times, he missed ten times each

 

Then he hit a wall!

 

Just past that wall I began to fall

A branch I grabbed wasn’t a branch at all

But what seemed like a vine covered in fur

I’d grabbed the tail of a cat, fluffy and fat

Hanging from the branch, below where he sat

Together we fell with quite a stir

 

I tumbled down through the leaves of Autumn

Hitting apples until I hit the bottom

Into a compost pile in someone’s yard

As I sat there, under that tree

I could hear the beast, sniffing for me

Over that wall from the boulevard

 

With no time to waste I continued to run

Through a series of yards one by one

There were hedges and fences and gates between

So, I went under a couple and over a few

Then there were some that I went right through

I bounced over some on a trampoline

 

As the fog rolled in bringing the cold

It covered dangers that backyards hold

It was thick and smelled of barbeque smoke

There were toys and tools all over the ground

There were swimming pools to get around

Hidden under that foggy cloak

 

Twigs from the shrubs grabbed at my pants

With the prickly stickies from Bur-hickery plants

Through the windows, TV’s flickered and glowed

I got tangled in laundry from laundry lines

I got lassoed up by the lasso vines

In a yard that must have never been mowed

 

I swung over ponds on tire swings

As goldfish nipped at my sneaker strings

I went slipping down a slip-n-slide

Magpies watched from the power cables

Raccoons threw burgers from the picnic tables

I tripped over junk where all the skunks hide

 

For a moment, the beast was out of sight

But I heard the sounds of his appetite.

As his belly grumbled, the ground shook

He rustled closer, through thackleberry thorns

I heard branches scraping as they hit his horns.

It grew louder with each step that he took

 

I dashed toward a fence out in the back

Squeezing narrowly through a splintery crack

There, the world got lost in the towering grass

Cattails poofed, as they’d flicker and quiver

The sounds of the town seemed to drown in the river

Startled grasshoppers would scatter and pass

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Then, while in a fit and a rush

I stumbled out of the bristly brush

Along the ridge and down the slope

Snails were sliming, crickets were chirping

Moths fluttered, frogs were burping

I ran to the bridge made of wood and rope

 

Then,

 

On that rickety bridge, about halfway across

Sat a slimy bug on a patch of moss

A bug of the slipperiest kind

Just as I passed, I slipped on the slime

Falling down at the very worst time

When I stood up, the beast stood behind

 

I could feel the beast breathe down my neck

I knew he was there, but I didn’t check

I just stood still, I was scared to death

He wheezed and huffed as he stood right there

Like a humidifier steaming my hair

A humidifier with bad breath

 

The bridge shook with every sniff that he took

I turned around slowly to take a look

I needed to see whose dinner I would make

Then, the lanky beast leaned in real close

To gobble me up dose by dose

As he stared down at me, like I was a steak

 

His fangs were the shape of sugar cones

He’d surely clean those teeth with my bones

He opened his mouth, he grabbed me tightly

When he was about to bite off my head

That’s when something else happened instead

He said to me, very politely……

 

“Dear boy, dear lad

You are a sprightly one

Thanks for the jog, its best I’ve had

It’s really been quite fun

 

You dropped your wallet back at the store

Between the bushes and the sliding door

Just where I happened to be

Before you’ve gone away too far

I have it here, here you are

Call me sometime, we’ll go for tea”

 

He handed me the wallet.

 

As I was shaking, I could barely stand

He gave me my wallet and shook my hand

He thanked me again for the jog.

Before I could speak, before I could think

He sprung into the dark, as quick as a blink

He disappeared into the fog.

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