She sat waiting content in her place
Eyes moving like a pendulum
Knowing soon he would enter her lair
He should of heed her words not warning
Now it would be she he face
Town folks parting to give him way
Smug he was thinking they cower to him
A man of great importance to himself
Crossing the bridge into the boggy marsh
Pudgy hands itching to make beauty lay
Smelling his aroma as he entered her lair
Lips turned up at thoughts of avenging
Tall and statuesque age only defining beauty
Tonight she would be the one sated
Avenging the one for whom she care
In a flash it was over and blood lay spilled
Eyes large no life still looking in fear
Removing her prize from greedy paws
Arm circled protecting little woman child
The beast now lay killed
Town folks going about their day
As if the night had never been
Woman sweeping porch floor clean
Aged with soften beauty
Calls little girl child from play
Night time had turned to day
And monsters are gone away