In
the dark late morning
The
long stretch of quiet road
The
tall trees shading branches wide
The
shadows dancing gangnam antics
The
former mining pool
The
quiet flow populated by water lilies
It
covers the whole big lake
It
is camouflaged by bushes and trees
At
the corner sits the wooden gazebo
A
short distance from the road
On
a popular day the bird enthusiasts will arrive
They
bring with them cages of birds on display
In
the darkness a cozy rendezvous
A
lonely car parks nobody can know
In
the dark late morning
The
silence of mischief flow
The
whirring wind
It
has nothing else to do
The
dark clouds mix with the darkness
The
lonely car and its occupants
A
few cars driving passing through the road
Nobody
can see the dark silhouette
Many
will think is an abandoned car
Amongst
the lot at the nearby car repairs shop
Inside
the shadows move
Cunningly,
aggressively and erotically
Within
the winding down windows
The
soft caressing breezes singing
Across
the water lilies lake
The
water white painting the dark lake
The
creature of scales and long scaling body
It
crawls out from the dark water
It
smells of hot blood
It
smells it in the air
The
dark night of evil roams
Nobody
should forget
The
head of a werewolf
The
body of a crocodile
A
tormented scientist had made it
Soon
after he disappeared
Now
the strong echo
The
wind keep up the pressure
The
whirring sound of warning
The
branches dancing in gangnam antics
The
man and woman open eyes
“It
is going to rain dear?
You
better hurry I want to go home”
“We
are in my car sweetie”
The
whoring wind singing
“You
better go now
You
don't want to get laid
A
creature is coming to night”
“Do
you hear that?
Some
one is coming”
“I
am getting there
What's
so excited about?”
“You
don't listen
The
wind is calling us to hurry
You
better get up and drive
Something
the wind is angry”
“You
and your imagination
In
this area I know so well”
“You
can't ignore the wind
The
branches shaking wildly”
The
man gets up and unsatisfied
“Alright
we go home...”
He
starts his car switch on the lights
He
sees the weird creature of his life
He
pushes into gear
Quickly
he speeds it off
“You
saw the creature?
A
werewolf with a snake body!”
Many
cars still driving through
The
creature waits for food
The
dark wind keep blowing
The
evil creature eyes the road
The
man stops his car
Half
way to her home
“What's
the matter?
You
saw a ghost or something?”
The
creature waits
Under
the shadows of trees
The
eyes of red the sharp claws wait
A
lone cyclist pedals by
He
stops at the nearby bush
He
wants to ease his load
As
he is doing it
The
creature attacks
In
the quiet night
A
loud shriek and scream
As
he struggles to get free
The
man in the car hears it
The
woman too
“What's
that scream?”
“The
creature gets a victim
I
saw it waiting in the shadows”
The
man screams loudly
Then
there is silent in the darkness
The
man and his woman returns home
They
are afraid to discuss about it
The
man dares not go home alone
He
sleeps with his girl's house
On
the spare room he tries
In
his sleep he jumps up and down
Tomorrow
morning he hears the talk
Body
parts are thrown all over the place
The
teeth marks say it is by a wolf
The
police officers are puzzled...
The
police find the head
A
part of his torso and leg
His
bicycle is slanted on a tree
The
blood trail leads to the lake
Many
theories are shared
Nobody
dares to say
What's
in their minds?
The
legend of the half beast
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