(couplets)


Paris When it’s Late at Night
Can give a person awful fright

The gargoyles of Notre Dame
Roam the street in Satan’s name

From Paris sewers come the rats
That dart about to chase the cats

Little children should not be about
When sun goes down and moon is out

Shadows move quickly past my feet
From lamp to lamp on every street

All things loom large - nothing seems right
When clock hands clasp at 12 midnight

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