The evil and steve

There was a dark night
And evil was ready for a fight
A war was growing in the dark
Evil was ready to make its mark
The creatures are sure to come out
All the good were about to pout
It was midnight eve
Not a good night for Steve
He was stepping into harm
Away from the comforts of his farm
For a city girl
Who promised him a twirl
For a completed dare
That was sure to be a scare
It only ended one way
And before the night became day
Steve went gone
As the girl disappeared into the dawn
No mentioned it ever
And the evil was just that clever

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