I took
a fascinated step

too nearer

the pond
grabbed me by the foot &

sucked me
ever nearer to itself

chuckled in ripples
spoke with the voice of mud:

“Mmmm...little boys
I love little boys who don’t do as they are told! ”

It tried to
pull me down

but I turned around
kicked it in the face

and scared...escaped.

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-don-t-go-near-the-old-pond-for-lyn/