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My little Creature
Does he roam
My little Creature
Has no home
Forever to wander
The hollow woods
To eat human flesh
That's all he could
With hair of threads
And teeth of glass
With crooked fingers
And a heart of brass
With bloody bandages
And platinum skin
With dirty rags
And a dead, sharp grin
Does he roam
My little Creature
Has no home
Forever to wander
The hollow woods
To eat human flesh
That's all he could
With hair of threads
And teeth of glass
With crooked fingers
And a heart of brass
With bloody bandages
And platinum skin
With dirty rags
And a dead, sharp grin
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A poem by Ambrosine to her wondrous Creature, whom she loves very much.
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