Pilgrim Sisters of Grim
We had to call in the Pilgrim Sisters of Grim
Last October when the bats and owls flew in.
My dad was against it, he is totally freaked by them.
But my mother rules the roost, so she brought them in.
The vampire bats were terrified and the first to go.
Spiders replaced them, but we vacuumed them like snow.
My sisters joined the evacuation and found snakes below.
They chased them outside where they began to glow.
The owls will be the most difficult the PS of Grim told me.
They are used to their own way, and now use your house as a tree.
We will have to tantalize, pulverize them and hypnotize them you see.
Here is a photo of the last one to go. In a trance on a sister’s knee.
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