The Georgia Altamaha-ha Poem

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In Georgia's waters, a legend resides,
A creature with a tale that still divides.
Altamaha-ha, a river monster rare,
With long neck and humps that rise in the air.
Its serpentine form glides through the stream,
A cryptid mystery, or so it would seem.
With eyes that gleam and scales that glisten,
Altamaha-ha's presence, a local tradition.
Some say it's a myth, a legend of lore,
A creature of legend, forevermore.
But sightings persist, through the years,
Of Altamaha-ha, despite doubts and fears.
Is it a sturgeon, or a misperception?
Or a mysterious creature, defying perception?
The Georgia Altamaha-ha, a mystery so grand,
A legend that lingers, throughout the land.
So keep an eye out, if you venture near,
The Altamaha River, so swift and clear.
For you may catch a glimpse, of a wondrous sight,
The Altamaha-ha, a cryptid's delight.