Snow fell, small bell,
Swords glinting in this winter hell.

Sounds of night, full moon light,
Three demon girls await their fight.

Winds thrash, swords clash,
Neither three are being rash.

Whispered curses, sung out verses,
All three demons thwack with large demon purses.

A hawk then began to quail, a wolf pup then starts to wail,
 Kitty Demon’s curses fail.

Fox Demon blocks, clothes are now just tattered smocks,
Continues all her well thought of mocks.

Dragon Demon is filled with smarts, could have easily had
all their hearts,
she is the best from these wintry parts.

All the demons’ girls’ eyes gleam, they all rest under a
moon beam,
Then suddenly I awoke from my dream.