Mighty Maeve, Mighty Maeve, What will you write?
A fanciful tale on the tail of a kite!
A girl with a bow on a horse by a hill
A dragon, a fairy, an elf named McGill!
A shiny white pig
A dog with no hair
A small purple cat and a pink dancing bear!
Mighty Maeve, Mighty Maeve
Mighty Maeve is mighty brave!
She's not afraid of witches.
She's not afraid of brooms.
She's not afraid of shadows
That lurk at night in rooms.
She's not afraid of tigers.
She's not afraid of bears.
She's not afraid of bogeymen
Who live beneath the stairs.
She's not afraid of ghosties.
She's not afraid of ghouls.
She's on afraid of monsters
Who swim in deep, dark pools.
She's not afraid of chickens.
She's not afraid of cows.
She's not afraid of lumberjacks
With extra shaggy brows.
She's not afraid of doctors.
She's not afraid of shots.
She's not afraid of octopi
Or cocoa that's too hot.
She's not afraid of darkness.
She's brave all by herself.
She doesn't need a pirate,
A dragon, or an elf.
She's braver than a lion.
She's braver than a kite.
She's braver than an astronaut,
A diver, or a knight.
She doesn't run from danger.
She stands and sets her eye.
And everything that's scary,
Just seems to pass her by.
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