I kept insanely quiet, for my own experience left me shaken.
You are mighty quiet agreed my friends, both of them Kates.
I hesitated to share my story, of when I was almost taken.
I was eight at the time, so it has been fifty-nine years.
This in no way dispels my qualms or my fears.
It was an August Iowa night, with moon on the corn.
When a man-shaped bat like creature appeared, all forlorn.
I was instantly paralyzed with fright, seeing his abnormal light.
It came out of his head, and it lit up the cornfield that night.