The Sasquatch Chronicles

 In the forest lives a creatureThat people say doesn't existBut yet they look for it high and lowFor some reason they just can't resist He stands ten feet tall and covered with hairWell at least that's what they tellThey say his feet are twenty inches longAnd he has such a terrible smell Of course you know that this describesMy very own mother-in-lawBut that's a story for another dayThat soon I'll share with you all Now this thing that they call BigfootIs probably just a family manHe goes to work killing small animalsAnd doing the best he can He has never bothered a single soulBut yet they're hunting him downWhy don't they hunt for the tooth fairyAnd prove that she wears a crown Or maybe trap that Santa Claus dudeWho breaks in their houses at nightIf they're gonna hunt for things not realThen this would only be right I'm telling you now Sasquatch is a mythSo why don't you leave him aloneAnd if he exists he's probably pretty coolTrying to make it on his own And if he's real he'll let us all knowBut not before he's readyBut take it from me he's simply not realSigned, your friend.....The Yeti