by Shawn McDaniel II


I met a demon in a pink paisley suit.

He sat on a rock and played a flute, Doot Doot


I looked at him and said just my luck.

He looked at me and said duck.


Something flew over my head with a giggle.

Then landed in my arms with a wiggle.


It was a demon child with corks on her horns.

So she’d quit getting stuck in trees he retorns.


Why am I here I asked confused.

Because I need a babysitter, he said, amused


He disappeared as I stuttered but but but

I looked at the demon in my arms. Now what?

Artist Information:

Author: Shawn McDaniel II

Major: English

Hometown: Blanchard

Year: Junior