The Creature

In the darkness of night,
The grumbling of the Earth,
The winds of the sky,
I see a figure emerge from the dark,
Someone is screaming!
The creature with eyes of fiery red,
Teeth of bright white,
And the black skin of a tire.
He has a girl trapped in his hand.
As she screams in terror,
The creature walks on.
As it reaches the cliffs,
It starts to fly.
The girl faints,
As it takes off.
Behold, the darkness of night.
The screams of the Dead.
Snarls of the creature.
The grumbling of the Earth.
Winds of the Southwestern skies.
The creature strikes the girl.
She is DEAD!
No doubt in my mind, about this.

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