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