The Willies

“Though you might think that the Willies are real,
they’re, in fact, only something that sometimes we feel.
They are not made of flesh. They are not made of bone.
They’re just something our minds conjure up on their own.
Now, the noises, I’d say, were just raccoons at play,
for they seem to come out more at night than by day.
And the shadows and eyes were perhaps only deer,
for they come out in droves this same time every year.
And the man that you saw in the field, I suppose,
had been put there on purpose to scare off the crows.
So you see, my young son, you are being quite silly;
there is nothing to fear, and no such thing as a Willie.”