As the sun peeked over the mountain tops
The Sasquatch caught sight of the Giant Cyclops
Munching on town folk right out of their house
So he crept up closer, quiet as a mouse
Yet all he could do with his fear so great
Was hide and watch as the people got ate.
Haha, I made myself laugh at that one, it was so bad. I need to create a new post for bad poetry, lol. I tried, what can I say.
If you want to play along, this is the link for Kira’s Sunday Scribbles.