Sneaking through the woods at night, 
I hold my cape just so 
To hide the wild pets I’ve found, 
Brave beasts from down below 
                but… 
Rolf the hellhound runs to chase 
A possum up its tree. 
Vera rolls her glowing eyes, 
Elucidates ennui. 
Mara rears on her goat legs, 
Yawping at the hound. 
Beelzebub flies just overhead, 
Enthralled by the sharp sound. 
Aislinn swishes her snake tail, 
Scolding from human tongue. 
Then Tristan goes and falls behind, 
Silly imp, like he’d been stung!