Are there Night Gaunts in your cellar?
Do they scare you, littler feller,
When you're creeping down the stairs
To free them from their lairs?
Are there Night Gaunts in your bedroom?
Do they whisper of a red doom?
Or is it all a nightmare,
A simple dark of night dare?
Are there Night Gaunts in your bed now?
Do they have you in their grip, pal?
If there's Night Gaunts in your head,
You'd be better off stone dead!
Copyright 1997 Stanley C. Sargent
First Appearance: Midnight Shambler #4
First Online Appearance: The Innsmouth Archive
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