follow me pt#2 as requested by: Geezer

on the river bank
where you stand,
quavering
calling out my name.
while I, high on the rocks,
gleefully play my game.
I hear a 'gator
slide out of the water
climbing on to the bank,
I know you hear it too.
the tension grows thick,
I hear you holler
for help not coming,
your voice sounding sick
with tears of fright building up.
I know your throat
is tightening,
closing up with terror
soon you will
not be able to scream,
right up until
that final moment
when his claws shred
and jaws clench,
spelling out
your final destruction.
I've heard you have
a twin sister,
it will be just the thing
to pay a call upon her,
perhaps suggest
a quiet stroll...