Find Sasquatch In The Everglades national park!

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Way down South where the swamp moss swings,
And gators glare at everything,
The Everglades stretch wild and wide—
A place where secrets like to hide.

The sign says “Welcome,” bold and clear,
But don’t be fooled—Bigfoot is near.
He’s swapped the pines for muggy trails,
Where lizards blink and airboats wail.

He tiptoes past the mangrove roots,
In camo shorts and soggy boots.
He’s learned to dodge the snakes and frogs—
And keeps a fan to fight the bogs.

He lurks where moss hangs low and wet,
You won’t see him—not just yet.
But if your snacks start disappearing,
That’s when you know: he’s volunteering.

A swampy stroll? A cryptid treat.
Just keep your shoes on both your feet.
'Cause Sasquatch here’s the stealthy sort—
With Florida vibes and a full passport.