Fiendish Little Circles

Fiendish Little Circles Following footsteps faintly in the snow, I've got the scent I know which way to go. Fiendish little monster smells like food. Over fields, into woods I look behind every tree. The scent is strong I expect it will jump out, I hear myself breathing whilst quietly looking about. Suddenly in my face a smiling circle with a frown, I smack him over the head terminally beat him down. Left in excited shock I'm ready to eat, starting at the bottom with its candy flavoured feet. I feel other monsters watching from afar, eyes blinking in the darkness little bastards!