woodland wild conceals the sasquatch
wire-fur man, to hunters, a scarce watch
runaround trails remains the sassy catch
if only, if only... but bigfoot strides quick
wondering if found, we could ask what?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I put this poem on PoetrySoup, here's a comment 'Really cool and catchy rhymes! I love the way you've written this! '