Is stalking through the park.
But you cannot see it coming
Though it isn’t very dark.
Oh, you know it’s out there somewhere
Though just why you cannot tell.
For although you cannot see it,
It can see you very well.
You sense it’s frightful features
And it’s great ungainly form,
And you wish that you were home now,
Where it’s cozy, safe, and warm.
And you know it’s coming closer
For you smell it’s awful smell.
And although you cannot see it,
It can see you very well.
Oh, your heart is beating faster,
Beating louder than a drum,
For you hear it’s footsteps falling
And your body’s froze and numb.
And you cannot scream for terror,
And your fear you cannot quell.
For although you cannot see it,
It can see you very well.
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