Skin Slayer
For Leslie Write's "What am I?" challenge
Beware the deepest swamps, my friend.
To venture there could mean your end.
A dangerous beast may dwell therein.
He'll take your life and wear your skin.
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His feet are big to walk on mud,
And so he will not slip on blood.
His ears hear you a mile away,
And if he does, it's your last day.
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Each bead, he carves from bone he's dried.
One from each conquest, worn with pride.
His axe is sharp, as are his eyes.
He likes to hear his victim's cries.
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His look is wild, and he's obsessed
With finding skin for his next vest.
So, if you walk a swamp at night,
You may just disappear from sight.
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This is for Leslie's Unofficial challenge, found here:
About the Creator
Julie Lacksonen
I'm a soon-to-be retired music educator - 39 years at the same school. One more! I enjoy writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
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