I'm going to use this one as a sample for the book along with the poem that goes with it. So Here's the poem of the Plat Eye:
If you ever find yourself in the GonnaGetchaWoods,
You best find a path home if you know what’s good.
Avoid the graveyard and the fall of twilight.
For the Plat Eye may catch you in the dark of the night.
Clutch you powder and sulfur, hold on to it tight!
Or you could fall into a terrible plight.
If you’re born of the caul you might see it come,
As a cat or a dog or hog on the run.
Faster and bigger with each resounding stride.
You’ll have nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
Heed my warning chillun. Heed it good!
If you ever find yourself in the Gonna GetchaWoods.