Mr Krebbat
Hide your children when the clock strikes ten
For crawling out from its deep dark den
Is a terror created in the wild
The soul stealer of any little child
This fearful fellow is human in form
But from our kind it was not born
It has no features upon its face
And does not belong to any Grimney race
This monsters name is Mr Krebbat
And it wears white gloves and a large top hat
As for its clothes it is swathed all in black
And always at this fateful time
Is looking for a tasty human snack