Come Out Come Out
fancy Halloween bat, come out, come out, wherever you are.
She must have scrunched back into the cave, very far.
I yelled again, because I wanted to get a picture of her.
I heard something hiss, and then I heard a giant grrr.
That sounds more like a cat than a bat.
I was scared now, for a familiar is a magical cat.
And it is Halloween night, so I might be in danger you see.
I stopped reaching into the cave and scooted down from the tree.
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