The Mares of the night take the right to interfere with sleep,
Ride with the furies, and kick up the sheets.
Mares of the night fear daylight, so they disappear
When the cock crows, "Go! Go! Get away from here."
Mares of the night have wings, and take flight,
And wish for peace to end their plight.
Fright was not the intent when mares took wing.
Their hope had been whispers of happy songs to sing.
So what went wrong? What changed their wishes?
-Tooth fairy teasing, instead of sweet kisses.

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