At Alberta Falls, the waters roar,
Tourists pose, then slip galore.
Nature’s thunder, spray so wide—
But guess who’s lurking off to the side?
With mossy fur and stealthy feet,
He’s blending in like forest sleet.
Behind a rock, beneath a pine,
Sasquatch waits... for snack time.
He’s not a ghost, he’s not a myth,
He’s just avoiding selfie pith.
Caught mid-squat behind the stream—
Living wild, living the dream.
He tried to cannonball last week,
Made a splash, then heard folks shriek.
Now he keeps it low and dry,
Watching hikers stroll on by.
So if you feel you’re not alone,
Don’t check your texts or grab your phone—
It’s just Bigfoot, fresh and free,
Practicing waterfall Tai Chi.
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