The West Virginia Mothman Poem

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In West Virginia's skies, a legend takes flight,
Of a creature that's haunting, and a curious sight.
The Mothman soars, with wings that span wide,
A harbinger of doom, with eyes that shine bright.
Its body, like a man, but with wings of a moth,
A creature that's eerie, and leaves people wroth.
With a shrieking call, and a foreboding air,
The Mothman's legend, a tale of despair.
Some say it's a warning, a sign of distress,
A creature that brings chaos and duress.
Others claim it's an omen, a messenger of fate,
A cryptid of mystery, that's hard to abate.
So if you venture to West Virginia's realm,
Beware of the Mothman, and heed the helm.
For its legend, a story so chilling and grim,
A creature of the night, with wings that skim.