Wednesday, April 3, 2013

A new take on Maudlin Manor

Once upon a time ago
There lived a pair of twins
 Rotten little apples
Stuck their dolls with pins
They looked like little angels
Wrapped in silk and pearls
But they were rotten little devils
Masquerading as little girls
They lived in the house called Maudlin
A family name I suppose
But suited to the children
So very lachrymose
They have a nasty habit
Of staring straight ahead
They may have been alive once
But now they’re very dead
They haunt the Maudlin Manor
Walk the creaky floors
Open up the windows
Slam the wooden doors
Take things that they shouldn’t
And hide them where they can
Walk from room to room
Always holding hands

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