Come Closer Mr Fred
Violin shape on my little head
I’m a meat eater, Mr. Fred.
Come closer, guy.
Give me your eye.
I’m a brown recluse, and now you’re dead.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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