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The Beast
A dark thing
Some sort of animal
A hunter
Where could a beast live?
The beast doesn't leave tracks
Maybe the beast won't come near us
Ralph saw it first
He still says he saw the beastie
The creature stepped from mirage
And went away again
We were going to look for the beast
The beast was harmless and horrible
Maybe it's only us
There rose the picture of a human
Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill
The beast disguised itself
You're a beast
You knew
Didn't you?
I'm part of you
Only me
Aren't you afraid of me?
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