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There's a party goin' on
this moonless night
down by the lake
way outta sight.

The lawn gnomes from the city
have gathered for a feast
and invited pink flamingos
and other ornamental beasts.

The evening started out just fine,
but soon personalities clashed.
Decoys, flamingos and steel herons
all started talking trash.

To the frogs and the turtles
down in the grassy reeds
it didn't matter which bird was talkin'
when it came to amphibious feed.

The dragonflies and butterflies
felt the same about the frogs
flitting skittishly overhead
never resting on the logs.

Skunks and squirrels and rabbits
were nibbling leafy hors d'oeuvre
until they saw the owl fly by
and they were slightly unnerved.

Grapevine deer were getting acquainted
with their uptown cousins of wire
when chainsaw carved bears showed up
and the situation turned dire.

Just when it seemed that predators and prey
were growing more and more uneasy,
who should appear bringing peace and calm.
None other than Saint Francis Assisi!

The evening was saved by his soothing voice
and the lamb and the lion lay down.
No guest ate another despite inclinations,
and good will was felt all around.