Tremors

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Deep in the earth, they lie in wait,
Creatures of old, that seal our fate,
Beneath the ground, they slowly roam,
Their movements felt, but never shown.
With giant jaws and massive size,
Their hunger grows, their thirst to rise,
And when they surface, all must flee,
For the tremors bring great jeopardy.
No place to hide, no way to run,
As the creatures come, one by one,
Their target clear, their aim precise,
To hunt and kill, and then to slice