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Nanny Tuntle's children
On a cold Autumn night when the wind was nigh
carrying tears on a frozen height
Sobs and sniffs heard all through the night
Young Nanny Tuntle is dead tonight
All the townspeople lower their eyes
All the children are heard to sigh...
What an awful surprise
Poor Nanny Tuntle died tonight
Who's the fiend that did it, you'll wonder
No body ever did hate her
Poor as she was, twas' nothing to plunder
but an accident?Never
Knives aren't accidents, they make no mistake
When plunged deep in the chest
In a fountain of blood take Life away
They'll try their best
Another funeral coming soon
One at eight, one at ten, one at noon
The humans are dropping like flies
Goulish grins in the dark give hints to "why"
Can't turn your back
Can't fall asleep...
must stay awake
If Life you will keep
But they are still dyeing
The monsters got in
Too late they realize
The killer's within
Soft little footsteps come treading softly
A cleaver glows silver in full moonlight
A fat little hand holds it up lofty
And once again, the killers strike
Imagineanangel^_^;
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