Folks ’round these parts see some strange things… They talk of a magical creature known as the tabby-corn that lives near the edge of the forest.
It chases butterflies 🦋 all day long, and some say it makes the flowers 🌹 bloom.
Sometimes it gets up right close to a person, close enough that you can hear its magical purr, and if’n it’s feelin’ benevolent, because sometimes the tabby-corn can be a mischievous ragamuffin, it’ll conjure two fresh cod on a log and give ’em to you as a gift, especially if you give the tabby-corn chin scritches first.
If you’re ever out near the edge of the forest and you hear a purring sound, call out, “Here, tabby, tabby-corn! Here, tabby, tabby-corn!” And maybe — just maybe! — he’ll come out and play with you. 🙂