7Playing with dolls, in the sun, everyday
A ribbon, a ponytail, "cute" you might think
A wedding and tea-time, "lovely" you'll say...
Little Emily, eats leafy greens
She cleans up her room, shares all her toys.
She even likes vegetables, or so it seems.
She plays with the girls, and plays with the boys.
But everynight, she's awake in her bed.
Terrible creatures come crawling about.
She cries for the moon, and summons the dead.
She loves the monstrosities, will never shout.
She stands in the middle, a circle of beasts!
They all know that she is the one to obey.
These hounds are her minions, it's time for a feast!
Oh, what would they say,
Seeing Emily play...