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My family's odd I warn my date

He grins, insisting the night will be great

My mom's a witch, my dad's a warlock

My brothers shout curses instead of small talk

My sister keeps her hydra in the hall

He says he can't wait to meet them all

Walking to the door I'm breathing quickly

My sight's blurring and my stomach's prickly

The banshee on the stairs doesn't phase him

Nor the hydra's hundred looks dark and grim

He greets my brothers super politely

And my sister in a way most knightly

When dad slaps his back I lose my worry

We're all laughing when mom makes her entry

He kisses her hand she calls him a dear

Poof! He's on the table a spotted deer

My family feeds him salad, berries, hay

They say that they like him better this way

He's joining in the wild frolicking

I turn away, they're so embarrassing!