The Monster in the Mist

Beware if you drift near him

He’s very hard to spot

But if you listen close, you’ll hear him

If he sneaks up to catch you

Your end is in the offing

But you just might get away if

You hear his fits of coughing

He’s got arms full of muscles

And head full of sharp teeth

And he blends in seamlessly with

The mist draped on the heath

He’ll snatch your cats and puppies

Slurped down gullet from tongue

But first he’ll pause to take a breath

And then hack up a lung