Little Gracie
Found a strange house
A place to play
Just past all the trees
Swift sharp needles
Do spot his face
Before he feeds
On the sheep's white fleece
Phantasmagorical
Willows of Wysteria
A memorial, a crescendo of hysteria
Little children went astray
In the sunny soil beneath
Wriggling worms in disarray
Hear them laughing underneath
Counti......
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