Grizzle
Grizzle.
STOP!
Who goes there?
Who dares to come this way?
Mt name is Billy Watkins and
I've just come by to play.
PLAY, PLAY! Is that what you say?
I didn't invite you, did I?
Go away is what I say.
And Billy Watkins began to cry.
Stop, stop that sniffling and just
be on your way.
Don't dare to come near my front door
it's not a place to play.
I like the peace and quiet.
I do not care for noise.
More importantly you need to know
I don't like little boys.
So away with you Billy Watkins
go back from where you came.
Go tell your dad what I said,
by the way, GRIZZLE is my name.
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