Find Sasquatch In The Forest

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In a forest so dense where the tall firs grow,
A secret is hiding where moss carpets flow.
You’ll wander for hours with squinting and sigh,
Till a bark-faced Bigfoot gives you the eye.

He’s snug in his trunk, all quiet and still,
Camouflaged better than a dollar store grill.
While squirrels do gymnastics and woodpeckers drum,
This Sasquatch just chills with a stoic, "Ho-hum."

He once tried to flee, but got stuck mid-sprint,
Now he’s part tree with a wooden imprint.
Tourists walk past, saying, “Nice old pine,”
Never suspecting that cryptid design.

So next time you hike and feel like you’re stared at,
Don’t blame raccoons or a nosy ol’ cat—
Look close at the bark, the arms, and the feet…
Bigfoot might just be your new leafy seat.