Something is a lurking

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Something is lurking in the dark shadowy night,

And my body is shaking with fright.

I start to run under the midnight moon,

Hopeful this creature will not come for me soon.

I hear a noise near a tree and turned around:

Nothing is there, but a gentle breeze.

I slow down now catching my breath

 And then I sit on the ground and began to rest.

That’s when I hear something rushing in the brush

It kind of sounds like someone's hushing my quivering voice.

Without warning the bush comes alive,

Wiggling and moving from side to side.

Soon yellow eyes appeared and come closer to me,

That’s when I realized it's just a little kitty. 

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