Confidently the four stood in the garden glaring
a touch of arrogance in their thinking
headed towards the house this triumph sharing
focused their eyes not blinking
line crossed neared the door it went eerily still
the girls turned pale they felt ill!
An indescribable odour made them come to a halt
from that moment their actions defined
determination erupted they pushed on their assault
from nowhere a tree root two entwined
around Tony and Jane who crashed to the ground
putrid slime came oozing from a dirt mound!
But from inside something stared for them it waited!
TheFoureyedPoet.