Grass Man Of Ohio Poem

By Holly Somer

Hiding his face so no one see’s
Take on look and your on your knees speechless of freight
Searching for some place to run in the middle of the woods
With no one to turn to, Reaching for your camera
To take a picutre of this thing
He walks on his hands that are alike to a monkeys
People down south have seen him and stared
But the guys who set up a decoy have more then that
They caught him on tape walking from branch to branch
At one point he did look and that gave the help they needed to hook it all together and identify where he came
But as far as how only his foot prints remain