black_shadow Winning Entry

Pulsing, pounding, blaring music
Dance the Revelry jig as we go
Whoosh! BAM! Beads and Znakes galore
Beware what lurks in the swamp,
The fearsome Rougarou, with eyes of red
He guards the hoard of masks with a dragon's vigor
Sneaky slitherings come about,
Leaving the poor Rougarou tired and sleepy
One two, kathump kasnooze,
Rougarou is down for the count.
The Znakes, they line his bed and his pillow
And wrap about him like grain vines
He sleeps and snores, unaware
That Bayou Benni has taken over.