There's a Man in the Woods

There's a man in the woods.
Huh, what a spectecle.
Before this story started, this school was still respectable.
My students used to skip down the hill to the honeysuckle, pluck a couple, and collect their nectar 'till they picked their fill.
Except for one obnoxious kid, Sid.
Who just watched them eat the flowers while he seethed and scowled because he couldn't bear to share his sweet treats throughout our recess hour.
I remember Sid saying, "There's a man in the woods!". That's how the rumors began.
Of course, Sid had spotted him first.
The poor kids, he got them immersed in his speil about a serial killer who's gun barrel