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 Wisteria A Memorial A Crescendo Of Hysteria
Little Children Went Astray In The Sunny Soil Beneath Wriggling Worms In Disarray Hear Them Laughing Underneath
\"May 19, 1870 - January 16, 1936 Cyril Quinn Ran Quick Poor Grace Fell In Vain In The Boogeyman's Hunt Tiny Saints digested, bisected Hopscotch Hops On Creaks And Cracks Hide Your Tracks Clear Any Target On Your Back Foggy Moon Eyes Glow\"
Counting Ten, Nine, Zero Fingers Won't You Come And Play The Gray Man's Game Move Quick Be An Artful Dodger When The Cleavers Start Swishing In Flames
Phantasmagorical Willows Of Wisteria A Memorial A Crescendo Of Hysteria
Little Children Went Astray In The Sunny Soil Beneath Wiggling Worms In Disarray Hear Them Laughing Underneath
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\"I Choked Her To Death Then Cut Her In Small Pieces So I Could Take My Meat To My Rooms, Cook And Eat It. How Sweet And Tender Her Little Ass Was Roasted In The Oven. It Took Me Nine Days To Eat Her Entire Body. I Did Not Fuck Her Tho I Could Of Had I Wished. She Died A Virgin. -Albert (Hamilton Howard) Fish\"