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