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In the heart of Wisconsin,
Lurks a creature of dread,
Known as the Beast of Bray Road,
With fur that's brown and red.
With eyes that glow in the dark,
And teeth that could tear,
This beast is not to be trifled with,
For it strikes without a care.
It walks on two legs like a man,
But its howl is not human,
It haunts the small town of Elkhorn,
And its presence is a dark omen.
Some say it's a werewolf,
Others believe it's a dog,
But no one knows for sure,
The truth is lost in the fog.
So if you're ever on Bray Road,
And you hear a strange sound,
Beware of the Beast that roams,
For it's said to be always around.