The night creeps silently like a stalker,
as I wandered deep into the darkness of the Serengeti,
Scary looking night animals_the weary looking bats and monstrous owls,
Staring stubbornly at me,
All yapping noisely at my every twist and turn.
No second will go by without looking back,
I see spirits loitering amongst the fat tall trees,
I feel uneasy and achy all over,
As l searched deeper into the heart of the thick bushes for a game.
A buzz then a hiss
I turned_oblivous of what it could be,
Peering into the darkness
The choking feeling of being followed crept into my heart like a creepy Vampire.
The freaky feeling I felt beneath my sole
Makes my chest heave... mouth ajar...gasping for air,
Looking down at my feet
Behold the sily horror!
A skinny little black Mole escaping the heavy weight of my feet.
UTHER
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