Geese Lycan

I am the one you fear at night

and though by day my coat is pure and white,

with blood soaked feathers, clad in leather I"ll...

PECK! PECK! PECK! PECK!

All shall fall when I waddle the streets,

For tonight it's more than bread I'll eat,

And in your dying thoughts - my blood curdling honk!

I thought it just a tale

I thought Pop just had too many ales

Now my hands are shaky and my face is all pale

I better run, run, run

When the goosebumps crawl and the hair stands on end

You better hide in the bushes, or wherever you can

Part goose, part wolf... but I hear he's ALL man

Please, O Great Goosey,

We've done no harm!

Spare our lives, won't you?

Hear our plea...

I DON'T THINK SO.

AHHHHHHHH!

'ITSA GEESE LYCAN!'

HOOOOOOOONK...

All is lost, so offer up your daily bread,

Sacrifice to the winged ones.

Lay down your crumbs at their webbed feet,

You may be spared from the frenzy of the mighty feathered beast.