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Haunt of the Jersey Devil…
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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Black brackish water he does drink,


Maybe that’s what causes that awful stink,


Lays down in it as well in summer to cool,


Never leaves where it can be found his stool…


 


Hawks & vultures do of him call,


Senses do they drunken campers,


Drink does he as well of their blood,


A tent at night has a paper thin wall…


 


He does skulk amongst the cranberry bogs,


Feeding his human side with black water frogs,


Standing right next to you in bright sunlight,


Never would you realize his presence, less you have dogs…


 


Red eyes in the night,


Do spy from across the lake,


He is there whether you believe or not,


Some say the devil is nothing more than a tale of fake…


© ed 2/29/08


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 Reviews of "Haunt of the Jersey Devil…"
Reviewed by Kathy Armijo
Reviewed on March 3, 2008
The picture is most inviting, but after reading - I think I'll stick to the desert and the mountains. We only have bears, and cougars, and deer - oh my!

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Jerry Engler
Reviewed on March 2, 2008
Lordy, I repeat, after having just visited the Peewee, you eds really are mean, now lying around in my poor old Dodge as dead gin-preserved wishers of being cowboys. And then this, a haunt in a Jersey bog., drinking that black water. I think I'll head right to the grocery for some cranberries. You've made me hungry. I didn't know Jersey had many pretty natural things until I saw the bogs and the ocean...jerry

Reviewed by E T Waldron
Reviewed on March 1, 2008
oooooo you give me the shivers...Rufuz help,write a poem to make me laugh...(well written;-))

Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on March 1, 2008
Now having grown up in Jersey the tale has long been told, I almost bought twenty acreas till I realized that was bog all around. Yep cranberry bog. Good write...Lady J

Reviewed by Louisa Dobbins
Reviewed on March 1, 2008
When I travel the Jersey area again, I will send you my itenirary to insure that this place is not on my route. I'd hate to have to put these beautiful size 13 feet in the devil's mouth.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed
Reviewed on March 1, 2008
I see you are finally writing your Autobiography, Bro! Did Rufuz finally get you to start penning it? And Thank God you're still sinking those stools!

Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten
Reviewed on March 1, 2008
Is he bothering you again? Must I come all the way up there and douse the property, with my prescence?
I'm thinking, Rufuz must of drank the troughs of holy water I had put on the outskirts of your property...call it pre-dict-ing on my part, but I truly think now, Rufuz is your only chance until I arrive!
Stay safe and grab the only prayer you've got...RUFUZ!
Love and Peace~
Jimmy~

Reviewed by Georg Mateos
Reviewed on March 1, 2008
I see that the Dr Jekyll drank some of that Jersey water and now we have Mr. Hyde writing about his evening promenades....

Werewolf

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on February 29, 2008
I thinks the devil is George Bush and the IRS....

Reviewed by G Bergeron (Reader)
Reviewed on February 29, 2008
Is this where the Hockey team got its name from? Love the picture and the write, well done Ed!

Reviewed on February 29, 2008
Methinks Bro Ed has gotten his "groove" back. A very chilling tale, whether fake or no! Well done, friend!

Micke
(it was the "Red eyes in the night" that got to me :o)

Reviewed on February 29, 2008
Wonderful write, Ed; chilling and creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy! Very well penned; bravo!

Have you seen this boy? If so, you should sic Rufuz on him! LOL

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed on February 29, 2008
I've heard of the Jersey Devil, doesn't he reside in the Barrens? Chilling description - sounds like you've had a meeting with him? Brrr. LOL Well done. Rufuz will protect you - good boy. :)

((((HUGS)))) and love, Karla.


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