Silent Night
There once was a girl named Abigail Hook
She was a girl who knew how to cook
A pleasant woman she became known
But the darker side of her was never shown
It was a dark and stormy night
A little girl was lost with fright
Abigail told her to come in from the rain
As the girl came in, she felt no more pain
Abigail offered her a wee bit of snack
While eating, Abigail put her coat on the girl’s back.
“Tasty and crunchy”, the little girl said
As she looked in a jar, she fainted flat on the bed
When the girl woke up, she was tied to the floor
There were bars on every window, and chains on the door
Abigail was standing there, just to linger
And the girl noticed that she just ate someone’s finger
“You must swear to tell no one about this”
The girl said, “Wait until the town hears about this”
Abigail took a needle and pierced it into her lips
Chopped off her head, and cut her body into teeny bits
She made the girl a shrunken head,
Turned to me and said, “Say a word and you’re the next one dead.”
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