I had never heard what a pack of coyotes sounded like until we moved to this house. |
| Howling dark Cerberus demon of night ne’er do I see where you hide screaming and seeking through unceasing shrieking seeking an evening repast horror and evil imparts your foul shrill your song makes me draw back aghast O demonic dog who daunts and who scares who obscenely ensnares all the darkest of fears from what hellish lot do you spawn? O demon, foul demon! vociferous beast! O demon, foul demon be gone! |