Legend of Hog Thief Creek
 
 

The story was passed down, the Legend of Hog Thief Creek
they say a killer died there, though his body they did not seek
But once a year in August, when the days are long and hot
they say that he returns, for the people that he forgot

They say he appears in a mist, and steals you soul away
I wanted to get the story, no matter what they say
Hog Thief Creek was but a mile, from grandmas house I knew
I needed to find out, if the story was indeed true

Paul and I packed up, was going to camp out to see
if the killer of Hog Thief, would come afer me
Sitting in the still of night, a campfire burning low
I could see the eyes glisten, from the campfire glow

Paul let out a yell , as a scream came through the trees
the eyes cutting through me, as I listened to Pauls pleas
Then in a moment it was gone, in fact there he flew
I told Paul to just calm down, twas an owl that just scared you
 

Dave W Hartman

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