The benevolent souls I once knew and adored Have twisted into something born of malevolence Where has their love gone?
Sprawling whiskers flare Around a coat of sleek fur Fluffy ears perk up Tiny toe beans trot about Just a few things I adore
As long as there is evil In the world, There will be good, A glimmering beacon, To combat it
Best not to cross a ghost Out and about on Halloween night You could experience quite a fright, Maybe the worst of your short mortal life
Still breeze moves nothing Cherry blossoms coat the ground Shadow strikes through night