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Monday, September 12, 2022

THE CRIB VISITOR

 
                FROM IT’S HIDING PLACE IT CAME
                SLOWLY CREEPING THROUGH THE LEAVES
                SEEKING ITS VICTIMS BY THEIR WARMTH
                HOPING ITS HUNGER IT WOULD RELIEVE

                A PATIENT HUNTER IT ALWAYS WAS
                IT DIDN’T CARE WHAT IT CAUGHT
                AS LONG AS ITS PREY WAS BREATHING
                ITS SEARCH WOULD BE FOR NOUGHT

                SLOWLY IT MOVED, EDGED FORWARD
                AND HARDLY A SOUND DID IT MAKE
                ITS NOSTRILS TESTING, SEEKING A MEAL
                NO MATTER HOW LONG IT WOULD TAKE

                IT HAD BEEN WELL OVER A MONTH
                SINCE IT HAD EATEN ITS LAST MEAL
                NOW HUNGER HAD FORCED IT OUT
                HOPING TO MAKE A VICTIM SQUEAL

                THROUGH THE SHADOWS IT STALKED
                INVISIBLE IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
                INCHING ITS WAY EVER FORWARD
                IT WAS CAPABLE OF PRODUCING FRIGHT

                JUST AHEAD IT COULD SEE AN OPENING
                CURIOSITY FORCED IT TO ENTER IN
                SILENTLY LOWERING ITSELF TO THE FLOOR
                AMONG PILES OF BOXES, ASSORTED TINS

                IT COULD SENSE A MEAL WAS HERE
                FINDING IT, JUST A MATTER OF TIME
                ALL IT HAD TO DO WAS LOCATE IT
                AND THEN COMMIT A HIDEOUS CRIME

                INTO A ROOM IT SLOWLY CRAWLED
                STOPPED AND SLOWLY TESTED THE AIR
                SATISFIED IT WAS IN THE RIGHT PLACE
                IT KNEW ITS NEXT MEAL WAS HERE

                INTO THE CRIB IT SLOWLY CRAWLED
                ITS WEIGHT HOLDING ITS VICTIM DOWN
                ITS VICTIM, IT TRIED TO CRY OUT
                SUFFOCATED, IT COULD MAKE NO SOUND


                WITH JAWS WIDE OPEN, IT SWALLOWED
                HEAD FIRST, IT SLOWLY BEGAN TO EAT
                DOWN ITS THROAT IT SLOWLY WENT
                A LUMP OF SUFFOCATED BABY MEAT

                THE PYTHON, IT SLOWLY RETREATED
                RETRACED ITS PATH TO THE HOLE
                THE UNDIGESTED LUMP IN ITS STOMACH
                THROUGH THE HOLE ESCAPE WAS STOLE

                IT WAS FOUND THERE THE NEXT MORNING
                ASLEEP, RELAXED AND TOTALLY UNAWARE
                THE GUN WENT OFF AND IT CONVULSED
                AND OTHER VICTIM’S LIVES WERE SPARED

                SO, KEEP AN EYE ON YOUR BABY
                ITS SAFETY IS YOUR FIRST CONCERN
                YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT IS PROWLING
                OR A HARD LESSON YOU MAY LEARN

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