Beast Of Bray Road Poem
By Ima Ryma
In 1936, I saw,
On a lonely Wisconsin road.
An upright creature with hooked claw.
In headlights, its yellow eyes glowed.
It growled, ‘Gadara, ‘ sneeringly.
A hairy half ton smelly mass,
I prayed aloud and it left me,
Disappearing in the tall grass.
I hurried home to read about
Gadara. In the Bible told,
Where there a beast, Jesus cast out
Into sea waters dark and cold.
Jesus sent the beast away
To rise in other place and day.
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