

A HouseA HouseA House
It once was a house where children did play and families loved each and every day
But now it's a house of ichor and ooze of spiders and flies and centipedes too
Unsavory bones in a box by the stairs of eyes and of teeth and of utter despair
It's a house full of death where a young boy went mad with a rope and an axe and a mind he once had
Poured the blood of his father in the skull of two cats fed his sister and mother to the worms and the rats
True, they never did find
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The beat goes on...
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Where there's a Wilcox, there's a way!
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Where there's a Wilcox, there's a way!
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· Atana wa mango gao ·
TAKITOOOS!!! TAKITOOOS!!!
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