Creeping, creeping, ever seeking
Lurking, lurking, always searching
Gone, gone, where can she be
the girls is lost, the girl is free
Crazy, crazy, do you hear them whisper
Calling, calling, why won’t she answer
Crying, crying, she is crying
She is crying, I am dying
Hissing, hissing, they hiss at me
The hiss at me, I cannot see
I cannot look
I cannot find
I cannot find her, she is mine
Creeping, creeping, ever seeking
Lurking, lurking, always searching
Gone, gone, where can she be
the girls is lost, the girl is free
by Bonnie Jean Higgins
02-22-95
Kinda my tribute to the Dr. Seuss style of writing LOL