Since I was young, I learned how it is done.
The low rumble growl, means feeding times now.
I’ve never seen it, the Creature in the Pit.
But there’s no mistaking, the tummies aching,
When the creature gets hungry, feed it something.
I’ve heard it get loud, with its deep down growl,
I often wonder what this Creature is like,
is it little or big or an awful sight.
I carry it in me, and it I can’t see.
But I can hear it, when its hungry and throws a fit.
The rumbling growl deep in my stomach,
from this strange, ‘Creature in the Pit.’