Early one morn: "Come see what I have just now discovered Hidden beneath the deep!" Excitedly he told me
So did I follow My grandfather to this new obsession What horrors would I see? My mind was surely spinning Remains of something strange Bones of human and what I think is also wolf
Is this a prank I'm seeing A cruel and fake monstrosity Or what laid still and broken Is now unburied Could not believe his next words He makes his claim assuredly "Werewolves once walked the island That's what this has to be"
I hear a sound that came from outside But no light or reflection explains the sight I see Its shape becoming clearer A face both dark and bright Through the window eyes meet mine
I did as my elder bid me Those bones were carried home We placed them on our kitchen table For now I'm left alone
And then I think hear a noise Just rats I hope as I go back To the room that's now become a tomb I wait and see if it returns Suddenly, I hear knuckles rapping I look up cautiously
Though dim I start to see it Sharp teeth, green eyes and pointed ears Lips wreathed in savage snarling Malignant guise brings fear
Well once the thing raised slender hands with sharp curved nails Death seemed near Crossing had no effect, I ran from the room With the door locked, shaking, I sat in the hallway waiting for help
Granddad returned With words of how his faith would have managed To send the ghost away Again we left After all was said My story told
So we returned all we had taken from what had been a grave The spirit's back to sleep and remains there to this day