I'm a hunter of beasts unknown
that none have ever seen.
Like Wangaflerp or Belredaz
and everything between.
I once was in a foreign land,
where few have ever walked,
when I then came to realize
that I was being stalked.
I hadn't time to draw my gun.
I ran at lightning pace,
and I could hear it gaining ground.
So swift the beast gave chase.
I dove behind a fallen tree
and rolled as it attacked.
So angered that it missed its prey,
the monster hopped and quacked.
I quickly drew my Remington
and aimed before it bounced.
It kicked the tree I hid behind
then snarled as it pounced.
The rifle fell as too did I.
Its jaws clamped on my head.
I grabbed the Bowie from my boot
and soon the beast was dead.
It has a tail like that of rat,
an ostrich neck stretched out,
a 'gators head with sharpened teeth
that lines its massive snout.
Its feet are webbed like common ducks,
its torso, kangaroo.
This trophy's rare as any found.
I named it...Rogadoo.
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