The Gargoyle Ball I go every night to the Gargoyle Ball. It's attended by many, and hated by all. One gargoyle sings, but it sounds like a growl, as the rest of us lunge at each other and scowl. We call it a dance, but it's more like a fight. We wrestle and roll. We holler and bite. Before the night's over we must return home cause morning's first light turns us all back to stone. Being a gargoyle sure can be cool. When you're a statue all day you cannot go to school! Copyright © 2004, Robert Pottle All Rights Reserved |