THE MONSTER MARY ANN

The monster Mary Ann

lives in a world of clay

where the sun always shines and it rains at night

and children love to play

No greater paradox exists

than the monster Mary Ann

who at times is both fair and good

but does cause fear as no other can

With hair of gold

and eyes of blue

but nostrils flared

and lips askew

With pointed ears 

and breath of fire

but dimpled cheeks 

which cause no ire

With skin as fair as softest silk

and voice pure as the sweetest brook

just beware her anger roused

and do avoid her look

Widespread is the fame of her

destruction abounds in her wake

terror strikes each childish heart

and none can sleep overtake

Run! Run! Get away

it’s the monster Mary Ann

quick, be quick, run for your life

she’ll catch you if she can

And if misfortune slows you down

and the monster takes you hers

remember that in Mary Ann

within her sweet goodness stirs