Did I make a grave mistake?
I don't know what to do
Heart is racing; who's she chasing?
Is it me or you?

Hush now, quiet!
Close nearby, it's
heading right this way

Piercing eyes and
fangs the size of
knife blades built to slay

(Don't hide from Mama, she knows where you are)

Come on, hurry!
Aren't you worried?
Mama's come to play!

(Don't run from Mama! You won't get too far!)

Palms are sweating
Brow is getting
Damp with perspirant fear
Hands are shaking
Why's this taking so long?
Mama's here!

The pitter and patter of feet!
You cannot elude me, my sweet!

No, don't do this!
Please pull through this!
I can't charge you now

What's that scraping?
No escaping!
Must you be awkwardly loud?

(All the children tried to hide, but Mama could not be defied.)
(Turn the page and hear the tale of Mama's talking Tattletail.)

Terror, Trauma, No More Mama!
Terror, Trauma, No More Mama!

Terror, Trauma, No More Mama!
(No more running.)
Terror, Trauma, No More Mama!
(Mama's coming!)