The night was black as black could be,
And on the lonely streets was her.
She thought she heard an eerie sound,
Scared though she was, she looked around.
She saw a giant at least ten feet
Waving and motioning in the street.
She wanted to run--but instead
Her shoes filled up plumb full of lead.
When she got inside the door, she laughed
In hysterical elation.
That weird and ghostly episode was
Figments of her imagination.