The Rickle-RackleLegends tell of an ancient beast
Said to stalk the night It flew from the east Its howel fills the soul with fright They called it the Rickle-Rackle After the sound it makes Its bones do crackle As it quavers and shakes Rickle-Rackle is all you hear Before your time is done Rickle-Rackle strikes up fear Just as you are overrun Few have ever seen the creature And lived to tell the tale Or can describe a single feature Of this unholy grail They say its teeth are sharp And glint in the light of the moon Its taller than any scarp More powerful than any dragoon Faster than any man Stronger than one too You are a deadman If you come in his view The Rickle-Rackle drags his tail Cutting down forest trees His breath is like a gale And will bring you to your knees Its eyes pierce to your soul Down to your very heart Which becomes an empty hole Thanks to its dark art So heed my warning Brave adventurer Wait until the morning He can't be worth any venture Pray you ne're encounter The fearsome Rickle-Rackle You are no beast hunter Fear its evil cackle Fear the Rickle-Rackle Hear its sound and flee Should you hear it's crackle Its mouth will be the last you see
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