The sun became so dim
Nocturnal creatures made their din
Until they suddenly grew
Still and everybody knew
Whatever incident was due
Would more than likely soon begin
And it was looking mighty grim.
A wizard with the whitest beard
Whose wand was made from magic board
Began to moan and pant
Then intoned a chilling chant
Although the odds were scant
He sacrificed himself to save the horde
Despite the fact that he was always feared.
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