Pallid Peter wanted to go out and play,

But Pallid Peter could not stand the light of day.

So he waited and waited until night finally came,

When he could run around with joy and exclaim,

“The night is fair,

Breathe the sweet dark air.

The night is the best.

Why do they rest,

And take guarded care,

When, without a doubt, the night is best.”

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The Fuzzy Slug » Month of Monsters Day 4 – Pallid Peter · October 4, 2013 at 9:01 pm

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