Hay in the barn, we need some more
Always double-check before
Leaving the house, closing the door
Lest some Misfortune drops and falls
Over you and over the barn as well
Well, the Misfortune answers every call for a crumpet of blood made quickly
Even using your bones as biscuits for its
Evening tea, and for ours we needed hay but now
Night is falling; best stay away, don’t worry, we’ll make do for today.
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