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by Lacey
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He was walking down a street one day,
and he heard a little girl glance and
say,
Mr. Mr. How are you
I came to see if you were who,
but he said no no young girl it's ok
I wont hurt you come in with me today
they walked into a house of brick
beyond the tree beyond the brick
a couple days have went on by
but nothing ever came to tie
but an odd sounding cry in that
old brick house.
Papers went up saying missing girl
with a heart and soul of perl
and soon we saw her laying dead
and you put her in her grounded bed.


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