In the darkness of the night
Is the time for desperate plight
Screaming shadows from the crypt
From the tap water drips
Slowly coming, tall and grim
The beastly skeleton of poor old tim
Until the clock strikes holy twelve
The night is a pit for evil itself
In the lightness of the day
The sunny cteatures come to play
Fastly soaring, happy and fun
Undetpr the shining of the sun
But when the clock strikes eight
We are darknesses bait....
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