The Crib Visitor

FROM ITS 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

Monday, September 12, 2022