The dogs and the demons prowling at night-time <br />For cats on the rooftops, in gardens and bins, <br />Nod at the owl in the temple - the right time <br />To make thieving felines pay for their sins. <br /> <br />The bull in the pasture has kicked up a ruckus <br />Tearing the earth with his hooves and his horns; <br />But the dogs and the demons, they call him a jackass <br />And growl in the thunder of thundering storms. <br /> <br />The babe and its mother asleep in the kitchen <br />Wake to the scratch of a ravenous claw; <br />The door which has opened to let an old witch in <br />Bangs shut on a face and a demonish paw. <br /> <br />The dogs and the demons have set up a howling; <br />The cat on the hearth, all yellow with fright, <br />Clings to the broom when the witch begins growling <br />And swoops through the window into the night.<br /><br />Tan Pratonix<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dogs-and-the-demons/
