A Tall Tale! Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt

Far off towards the east,
I see the Northamptonshire beast!

Fearful does it look,
For truly life it took,

Rough was its skin,
Sharp and thick was its legs,
Every single race it would win,

Teeth as big as my thumb,
It mostly fed upon the rich,
And not the people of the slum,

Every night when I sit to write,
With a glass of rum! !
On the hill, when the full moon shines,
Out the beast would come!

I watch in horror,
For there's nothing I could do,
If it was a man! !
In court,
Him I definitely sue!

He patrols the street,
Looking for fresh meat! !

Years passed by,
Everyone lived in fear,
Some prayed to the lord for mercy,
Some shed tears!

Finally! ! A man came to this town,
He slayed the beast,
And earned his manly crown,

For if he hadn't come,
Forever and ever and ever this town in fear would drown! !