Buddy knew she knew he knew.
But neither shall speak
Of the stairs that squeak.
Something is coming to get them.
That something is not from heaven.
It’s a imp, a gargoyle
Coming to feed them,
Geet them
Bringing them Leven.
Lucky your seven
Rolls at the dice.
Worked out nice
And it will if you look over there.
Only there…
An oops! There goes your wallet!
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