The Giggling Loon
Story by charles_they on SoFurry
A short horror narrative on a graverobbing loon and dogged tramp.
The Giggling Loon
A gig'ling loon,
A gibbous moon,
And on the wind a crying croon—
A dogged tramp,
A dreary lamp,
And cemetery freshly damp—
A prying bar,
A spent cigar,
And twitching paws as black as tar—
A blackened spade,
A sound betrayed,
As loosened earth met shovel's blade—
A scratchy word,
A name unheard,
As she below was disinterred—
A coffin lid,
Aside it slid,
As eager paws sought what it hid—
A precious stone,
A panther prone,
And then the gale began to groan—
Amid the crypt,
A tramp was tripped,
And then by claws was firmly gripped—
A loon insane,
A robber's bane,
And then came down the heavy rain—
A sudden flood,
A slide of mud,
And drowning cry that curdled blood—
A loon in flight,
A lack of fright,
As he knew well his moonlit rite—
A gig'ling loon,
A gibbous moon,
And then a tramp to shepherd soon.