This one was done while I was suddenly struck by the inspiration-lightning on my way to school and it was a little hard trying to nail a few phrase down but I think it worked out okay. Except the some bits still sound a little strange. Enjoy. ^^

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Twelve o’clock the witching hour
Me and my friends we dance at a fire.
Shouting, yowling and making lots of noise
But only the night’s there to hear our voice.

My best friend he’s one handsome dog
Although his body resembles a log.
His mistress said she loves his fur
Soft and golden in beautiful curls.

My friend a tomcat he’s a lovely fellow
That is until he starts to bellow.
Normally he’s a real friendly cat
Except when he smells a very big rat.

Round and round we went on and on
Loud and clear we broke out in song.
What joyous merriment we were making
The three of us at a fire singing.

But still the fun’s over and we had to leave
Each went home to where he lived.
The night forgotten until one fine evening
I caught my dog and cat and me winking.