We heard the gurgling sound from the lake that night..
No stars found the surface, till I shined my light…
Head like a swan, body like a beaver, bellowed like an elk with rut fever…
Astounded we stood, watching, hearts racing with fear, not that we could..
As suddenly as it appeared, back into the lake it slipped with a gurgling swish..
What had we seen at the Sixth Hole’s lake green, only townsfolk know it seems…
Gosa they call her, the Pagosa Springs lake monster…
Now we believe, and no errant balls in that lake will we retrieve…


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