In twilight's hush, where shadows play, I chanced upon a morsel, lost in my way. A trespasser, so bold, so foolishly brave, In my castle's gardens, he dared to stray. I caged him, fattened him, with tender care, My daughters and servants, attended to his fare. A succulent prize, to savor and delight, In preparation for the Monster Ball's grand night. I whispered sweet nothings, of his impending fate, As he trembled, helpless, in his gilded cage. "You'll make me strong, full, and voluptuous, my dear," I purred, my hunger growing, with each passing year. I devoured him, whole, with relish and with glee, Savoring each bite, of his tender humanity. His screams, music to my ears, a symphony so sweet, As I consumed him, my power, and beauty, to greet. A satisfied belch, escaped my lips, so fine, As I rubbed my belly, round, and full, and divine. "Now, my daughters, let us prepare, for the night ahead, The Monster Ball, awaits, and I, shall be the belle, instead.