The Rougarou
The Rougarou
Somebody told me
To put thirteen shiny Pennies
On my window sill.
To ward away
The Rougarou
They say he can’t count past twelve
Being dim
So he just keeps counting
The Rougarou does,
Over and over
Until the sun hits his back
Scaring him back to the shadows
Safe.
I put out the pennies
For the Rougarou
Just as I was told
But the sun never shines
In my darkened depression
So the Rougarou
Never left.
Copyright © The Ant | Year Posted 2023
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