Goulies

This is a poem I wrote back in high school. It is still my favorite poem of the ones I've written and I felt like putting it on here. Blogger may change the formatting so I'll do it like they sometimes do when reprinting and I'll put a / between lines. It has four stanzas of 2 lines each and an epilogue. The epilogue will have no /s as the lines are very short. Here goes:

The Goulies come to get me in the dark and sinful night/With dreadful squawks and screeches they announce my coming plight

Evil drips forth from their fingers, swirls around their toady knees/A bubbling, seething cauldron of hatred and disease.

You cannot hide in corners; they'll find you even there/With searching claws and rotting paws and wretched, screaming hair

Your only hope is Northward, fly to the promised land/ Where dreaming goodness dwells building castles in the sand.

Or stay with me
and we shall see
if Goulies act
so terribly.

The End