• When night has come the coyotes howl
    In moistened dark forest
    Because of night
    There is much fright

    Its when the owls hoot
    To a little toot toot
    Or water hitting the edge
    When navys sing a mighty pledge

    At night, in the forest
    Its not a time for tourist
    Its times when flesh is ate
    On a durty wood plate

    Or maybe if your lucky
    You may not see Chucky
    Just a stary night sky
    That sometimes makes you die