He met her on a dating app online,
a mysterious, exotic beauty,
who lived deep in the everglades in Florida.
She claimed to know the gators there by name
Alphie, Wanda and Clem.
He thought that was impressive, if true.
He drove down Alligator Alley to her
rustic cabin hidden in the everglades.
She was more beautiful in person
than her photos could ever have captured.
He stayed for the night and they got in a fight
He stomped outside to drive away
It was so swampy and dark he could hardly see
and curiously his car doors wouldn’t open.
He heard her call Alphie, Wanda and Clem
in an eerie and strange singsong voice.
He turned around and shuddered and screamed
and the snapping jaws of Alphie, Wanda and Clem
were the last things he ever saw in this world.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
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79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, originally from just outside of Boston, MA.
Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional.
I write about many things: Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, Cryptids, Werewolves, Ghosts, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, NDEs, Women Persecuted as Witches, Fictional Characters I Create, News Stories, AI, Robots, Insects, like the poem entitled, Hail Caesar Bob, (about when bees were swarming me outside the door to my apartment), and many other topics. I write a minimum of 3 poems daily, sometimes more.
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