The Underground Trail

While walking in the woods today
I spied an opening in the clay.
Concealed by bushes, rocks, and weeds,
I wonder where that tunnel leads.

Perhaps to dens of wealthy gnomes,
Of acorn-cluttered chipmunk homes?
An entrance to a massive cave,
Or outlet from some monster’s grave?

A burrow smelly skunks have dug,
Or hideout for a giant bug?
A passage to abandoned mines,
Or just some buried power lines?

The spot where aliens sampled soil,
Or path to ancient pools of oil?
The steps to old-time prison cells,
Or road to worlds where Satan dwells?

I guess the only way to know
Is enter and explore below.
But should I search it on my own?
I think I’ll leave the hole alone.