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

Mr Krebbat