up in the attic lies
pairs of yellow starring eyes
they stare without blinking
still their eyes are continuously shifting
a moan and groan occasionally comes
from their hungry stomach that greedily welcomes
anyone untold or unaware
will walk into their trap... and snap!
so next time you go up there
be careful of the eyes that stare
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