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Bigfoot in Andes

South, North, West and East

In this jungle lies a beast

It roars and tramples on the ground

Its footsteps make hardly a sound

Its appearance is so scary

That even the field mouse won’t be wary.

It’s deadly paws cause quite a gash

Though through the underbrush

It will dash

If it hears the war sound clash.

When other animals spot it, it trembles

And if it were possible it would grovel

To avoid confrontation

And the feeling of consternation

Welling up deep inside

As it finds a cave to hide.

This wild animal

That aint a Hannibal

But a three year old at the carnival

Who’s lost his parents at the festival

Is just me

And that is the way things will be

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