Some say he's a myth
No reason for fright
But I stand here as witness
He's out there at night
Don't go out alone
When the sun's gone to rest
For the panther is stalking
In search of his quest
Coal black as the night
And swift like the deer
So stay safe in your home
This cat has no fear
Leaves no trace of his victim
Devours all of his kill
Then it's off to the next one
More blood must be spilled
The quiet hamlet of Flat Rock
Four hundred souls think she's just fine
But go out in the the night when the cat's on the prowl
Population ... three ninety-nine
The cat is coming
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Rick
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