Rat-tat-tat!

 
It's raw, It's Mean,
It's a Rat-tat-tat-tat Tune.
4 o'clock in the afternoon.
Stormy time, harpies, loons.
Lightening strikes.
Ka bang! Ka boom!

Rat-tat-tat
do you hear that?
Goblins, Vampires, Zombies, Cats?

Snarling, growling, howling, lips
things crawling up the fingertips.
Tails are swishing, swing and sway
beating a rhythm only they can play.

Demons dance in their demon home.
Demons prancing up the stairs of stone.
 

Scratch, scratch, scratch
no end to that!

Ogres, Ravens, Orcs or Bats?
Something's stirring something
into boiling vats.

Bang, Bang, Bang-Up
Ka boom, Erupt!

Banshees screechin'
at the wretched trolls!

Werewolfie's hollerin'
we want your souls!

Rat-tat-tat-tat 
No end to that.

Everybody groovin',
movin' on the ground.
Bats are beating wings,
hanging upside down.

Rat-tat-tat-tatting
to the Demon's Dance.
Voodoo-boo-booing
give it half a chance.

Come on, grab yourself a pitchfork,
  lift your hooves and prance,
to the rat-tat-tat-tatting
of the Demon's Dance!

March 24, 2000
 Linda A. Copp

Revised for Kids from the Original poem "Demon Dance" A work meant for teens and elders.