A shiver creeps right through the house Searching hard for a spine so to tingle It scuttles and darts around like a mouse Hunting just for the right soul to single…
Out for its attention. Upon which to blow That cold icy breath; to make shudder and shake The one that it settled on never will know Why they felt such a fear when not even awake
For it found them and used them Wrapped and smothered their skin Pricked and tickled their body during deep REM A dream frigid and sharp and as bitter as gin
Oh the terror it gets you however you try Shoots hard up your back as the strongest of shingle The worst thing about it is you never know why With your deep darkest fears it’s determined to mingle