A Devil Lives in New Jersey…

His hooves they do prance,

Along the forgotten paths,

Of the pinelands,

Where he does live out his wrath…

His mother did damn him,

To roam the forests of pine,

Invoking fear in a child’s spine,

Shiver do they, this creature part equine…

Fear even I do have,

To go into the barrens,

At night when the devil does prowl,

No amount of light does scare him off,

His hunger for meat of the human kind,

His only desire, he will eat it raw, devouring your mind…

Animals do all hide in terror,

They know this creature, make no error,

He has been around these parts,

Since its own dawn of birth,

Set apart from humans, he does fear nothing…

Is this just a Halloween poem?

Or is the devil real, do we know em’?

The pineys do know of his presence,

It makes them quite tense,

Fear of the unknown certainly does make sense…

          poppywrittED ~ 10/18/04