Poor little George was a quiet lad
With only one friend he was often sad
Now poor George is a lonely lad
He cut out that friend's eyes when he got mad
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Nightmares
Short StoryIt was so soothing to lie in bed Listening to the baby monitor and hearing my daughter bubbling softly to herself I'm so glad we put that in her coffin ...
Poor George
Poor little George was a quiet lad
With only one friend he was often sad
Now poor George is a lonely lad
He cut out that friend's eyes when he got mad
