I saw darkness before I when't to sleep. BEEP BEEP BEEP. I heard the heard monition of the machine go thump, thump, thump. Underneath me wooden floor boards, with a thump, thump,thump." Come with me, Jack." I heard my brother say. Following up the hill of snow, I hear the notes of woe. Christmas day comes near, but my day grows near. Singing the notes of woe for a sick little boy.
Name the Little Black Thing.
Singing the notes of woe for years and years with the other Sweepers who happen to sing from the Chimney.
They are no longer white, but dressed in the Black. Just for are master to make a few pounds. I have lost my childhood being a slave, in jolly old England. But now is Slave Central. As I fall into into my eternal rest I don't see green, no I see only red,blue, and black, and hear the notes of woe.
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