The Legend of the Sebago Lake Monster

THE LEGEND of

THE SEBAGO LAKE MONSTER

IT WAS BACK IN THE 60'S WHEN I FIRST HEARD its NAME,

THE BEAST THAT PUT "CHAMPY" AND "NESSY" TO SHAME.

FOR IT WASN'T CLAMS, RED HOT DOGS OR LOBSTER,

THIS REGION'S KNOWN FOR THE SEBAGO LAKEMONSTER!

I WAS TEN WHEN I SAW IT THE VERY FIRST TIME,

KIND OF GREEN AND ALL SLIMEY IN THE MOONLIGHT IT SHINED.

IT MOVED LIKE A WALRUS, OR RHINO OR SUCH

WITH A HEAD LIKE A COW, I DIDN'T LIKE IT TOO MUCH

ITS MOVEMENTS SOUNDED LIKE WAVES SLAPPING ON THE- HULL OF A BOAT,

AND GIANT FINS IT USED LIKE ARMS TO KEEP IT AFLOAT

IT LOOKED AT ME HARD AND BENT DOWN ITS HEAD

THEN THREE WORDS ARE ALL THAT IT SAID

"I AM HUNGRY" IT GROWLED AS I TURNED TO RUN

I WANTED TO BE IN THE CUDDY, THIS WASN'T MUCH FUN

SO THEIR I STAYED, EYES WIDE, WIDE OPEN

FOR IT TO SWIM AWAY IS WHAT I WAS HOPING

WHEN MORNING CAME, BRIGHTENED BY THE LIGHT OF DAY

I CAME OUT TO FIND THE MONSTER HAD GONE AWAY.

IN 72 I RETURNED TO THE LAKE, WITH FISHING IN MIND,

A TROUT OR A SPLAKE

I ANCHORED AT NIGHT, AT THIS BEACH THAT I KNEW,

AND THE COLEMAN STOVE WAS HEATING, MY DINTY MOORE STEW.

I HEARD THE WIND STARTING TO MOVE ACROSS THE LAKE,

AS A SLAPPING SOUND STARTED, YOU KNOW THE KIND THE WAVES MAKE.

SO I DISHED MYSELF SOME DINTY'S AND SAT IN MY CHAIR,

AS THE SUN WENT DOWN, AND THE STARS WERE ALL THERE.

WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN THE SURFACE BROKE FREE,

AND A GIANT COW LIKE HEAD, WAS LOOKING AT ME

I DID NOT NEED ANYMORE INFO THAN THAT,

I WAS IN MY BOAT AND GONE IN JUST SECONDS FLAT.

I REMEBERED THAT DAY WHEN I WAS JUST TEN,

I WASN'T GOING THROUGH THAT AMOUNT OF FEAR, EVER AGAIN

IT WAS AROUND 1990 WHEN I SAW IT AGAIN,

BUT I HAVE LEARNED TO BEWARE AND AVOID ITS DEN

STICK TO THE DEEP WATER AND AVOID THOSE SHALLOWS,

FOR TO MESS WITH THAT MONSTER IS A TRIP TO THE GALLOWS.

BUT ALL THIS IS PALE AND DOES NOT COMPARE

TO THE TIME I DROPPED ANCHOR RIGHT IN ITS LAIR

IT CAME UP IN A FLASH AND NEARLY SANK MY BOAT

IT SNARLED AND GROWLED I DON'T KNOW HOW I STAYED AFLOAT

THE FIGHT WAS ON AND I HELD ON TO THE WHEEL

MY ANCHOR WAS STUCK AT THE BOTTOM OF HIS TAIL

HE SWIRLED AND HE YELLED WITH A GROAN OF PAIN,

AND SET OUT DRAGGING ME ACROSS THE DEEPEST LAKE IN MAINE

HE WAS FORTY FEET FROM HIS HEAD TO HIS TAIL,

AND SWAM LIKE A FISH, A BIG SHARK OR A WHALE.

I DID NOT KNOW HOW LONG I WOULD LAST,