Outside my window
There are Owl men
And Snail women who go wandering
And Hedgehog boys who skate their skateboards
And kick stones
And Badgermen fully grown
Like bears
Like wolverines
Running down the road
And the Seagull wives are squawking from the roof tops
And they are all going to the night market
Where everything is sold
And it's a dangerous town at night
You have to watch yourselves
In case the NightOwlmen catch you
And they won't show you no small mercies
But rip you bone from bone
But that's only under the trees
Don't go there alone
Otherwise
Most can be reasonable
Especially if they smell a bargain
A little more gruff at night
I'll grant you, not what you're used to?
Well, yeah
In the day they are friendlier
But at night it is more dog eat dog
The difference is they aren't afraid to show it
Fewer lies, you can't hide it at night
Your eyes, I mean they blaze and everyone can tell a false speaker
So don't ever try to fake it or you're dead
Just remember the rules of the night market
And you'll be fine
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