Midnight Walker Poem by Heather Schroer

Midnight walker
Waits in the bushes.
He sits there...
Hiding...
So no one will see him.

Midnight walker
Hides behind the trees.
He is ver quiet...
Shhhhhh...
He wants no one to hear him.

Midnight walker,
He's gonna get you.
When you're all alone...
By yourself...
In the dark...

Midnight walker,
He'll grab you...
Drag you into the forrest...
Eat you alive...
And no one will see you again.

But he doesn't.
He just sits there...
Laughing...
Planning...
To scare you again...