One Wintry night, there was a narrow light
coming past the windows
down the lane, I walked along the woods
found a dark wooden house
The door screeched as I took myself
inside the house
I found something fishy
cos I found no one in the cottage
I was wondering what would happen
I heard strange voices some where in the wooden log cabin
My mystical soul pondered what would and could be
I climbed up the stairs and was struck by the most queer sight!
It was an old good woman
snoring loud deep in sleep
Thank god! it was just a granny
and not a crooked nanny!!
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