A Place in the Country

An unwelcome neighbor.

A Place in the Country

 

By Elton Camp

 

I finally got tired of living on a tiny lot in the city

With the woods and open land, to stay was a pity

So I bought a cabin located on 100 acres of land

Abutting a national forest where to build was a ban

 

It was a pleasure to be of bothersome neighbors free

So I could walk around outside and nobody to see

All went as I expected for a time after I moved in

Then one dark and stormy night the trouble did begin

 

In the woods behind my cabin I heard a scary yell

I went outside and was revolted by a horrible smell

A dark and shadowy form crashed through the trees

I frowned with annoyance at distractions such as these

 

The next morning I went out searching for any track

Because of the muddy ground there wasn’t any lack

Standing behind thick bushes, the intruder I did see

Huge, hairy and gruesome, Bigfoot looked back at me