The Night

 

The Night
Ellie Withers

 

 

In the darkest of the night,

It shall never, ever be bright,

And then there comes the menacing thief,

With his dagger in his teeth.

Then the cats and bats will rise,

And the garden wall shouts out its lies.

 

So when we are sleeping tight,

It shall always be the night.

 

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