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Horrid Uncles

Crinkled skin and posies Wrapped within your case Red lips, pink cheeks, supposes She supposes if you’d wake Wake within your coffin Scare them half to death Get rid of all the uncles Heart attacks yes! yes! She liked her sweet nannana She stares at her strange pose She wishes she would come back to life And punch horrid uncles in the nose

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Date: 1/5/2022 1:03:00 PM
Dark humor! Must be a child’s inner voice.
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Angela Tune
Date: 3/30/2022 12:33:00 AM
Oh yes :)