Walk on eggshells my friend and pause
Before your footsteps are heard
For o'er there lies the Beeglemuzz
The awfious monster nerd

Four eyes and fangs and waggy fuzz
Hide in the shadows unstirred
In the library lurks and irks it does
Hunting the students' herd

A nightly night indeed it was
When foisted a boy absurd
Unwittingly stamped on its claws
And the Beeglemuzz was spurred

Do heed my warn' my friend because
There won't be a second or third
The Beeglemuzz's a vicious scuzz
So you better believe my words

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Written for the Poets Pub March Contest (Mad As A March Hare)