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a chigger bite

And as he scratched his heart stopped beating

A shadow among the trees was fleeting

Whose shape he could not quite discern

Causing his curiosity to burn.

He roused the she-skunk from her sleep

And warned he spied a figure creep

"With glowing eyes and fiendish form

We must prepare to spray a storm!"

The she-skunk wearily yawned instead

And patted Chad
upon the head

It's just a deer or bear or moose

Go back to sleep you silly goose!

With eyes shut tight but wide awake

The ghostly image Chad
tried to shake

Restlessly he tossed and turned

As curiosity within him churned

So while the others blindly slept

Silently out the cave he crept

Then breathing deep the cool night air

He quickly sneaked off to where

The form that caused his blood to freeze

Had drifted off into the trees.

A hundred feet from where he stood

Chad glimpsed a faint glow in the wood

And peering as with all his might

He focused on the hazy light

A greenish glow among the trees

As if propelled upon the breeze

It disappeared behind a log

Into a swirling bank of fog.

Chad trailed the shade across a creek

And up a hill quite slick and steep

It came to rest beside a pond

A churchyard standing just beyond

Its iron fence like blacked bones

Enclosed a moonlit sea of stones

And while he watched the shadow slipped

Into a creepy, crumbling crypt.

Behind
Chad
in the underbrush

A sudden snort disturbed the hush

It sounded something like a sneeze

Coming from amongst the trees

Then to his left a horrid wail

Made
Chad's poor heart nearly fail

He barely dared try crane his neck

To spy what might be coming next

The midnight sky was growing darker

Chad hid behind an old grave marker

While clouds choked out the silver moon

He felt a sudden sense of gloom

Preparing for the worst to face

Chad peered out from his hiding place

And saw a creature half his size

With wild green hair and glowing eyes

Walk toward the pond, out for a stroll?

And now Chad
saw, it was a Troll!

The Troll did not seem in a hurry

But stopped when it heard something scurry

Amongst the trees a Goblin darted

Advancing toward the dear departed

And once inside the graveyard fence

The Goblin gave a little dance

It cried again its horrid wail

And made Chad
feel as scared as

Well, I think you know, but I digress

Poor
Chad
was really in a mess.

The Goblin jumped upon a stone

And shouted back, "Hey, little gnome!

You can't catch me now that I'm home free!"

And as the fog around him swept

On nimble legs the Goblin leapt

Into the yawning open crypt where

He joined the souls of those who slept there.

Chad could only stare aghast

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