Watzing Matildas

So, we meet again.

Hang out?

It came from the depths, then got cranky, then got bored and wandered off.

Once there was a princess good and wise,
Who changed when a full moon did rise.
Then eating you up will be her glee
She'll pounce although you struggle to flee.
To escape doom certain, her toothsome threat:
Bore her silly til she seeks an alternate.