Horror Night Jungle

In the heart of the jungle, beneath the moon's pale light,

Lies a realm of terror, a place of endless fright.

The night is alive with eerie sounds and creeping dread,

As the horrors of the jungle awaken from their bed.

Amidst the tangled vines and gnarled old trees,

Whispers of creatures send shivers with the breeze.

Invisible eyes watch from the depths of the dark,

As you tread through the jungle, every step a spark.

The owls hoot mournfully, the wolves let out a howl,

In this haunted jungle, you're a trespasser on the prowl.

The moon casts long shadows, the trees twist and writhe,

As the jungle's eerie denizens come to life.

Beneath your feet, the ground is alive with slither and hiss,

In this horror-filled jungle, nothing is amiss.

Glistening eyes in the underbrush, teeth sharp as knives,

You've entered a world where death thrives.

But fear not, brave traveler, for with the break of day,

The horrors of the jungle will silently fade away.

Though the night may be scary, and your heart filled with dread,

Morning will come, and you'll escape with your head.