When the gods were making creatures
They simply couldn't agree
Excatly what kind of thing
That I was going to be!
They gave me pointed ears and teeth
And the body of a rat
They gave me wings and tiny eyes
And then they said "Thats that"!
I should be wearing glasses
To help me get round town
But they'd keep on falling off
Because I'm always upside down!
I know I should be grateful
But I think it's rather mean
That people only think of me
The night of Halloween!
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