Once there was a boy of five years of age
he lived with his parents at a house on top of a hill
never would he dare break his parent’s rules
for it would be such a very harsh punishment
He was forewarned by the other kid’s parents
but it wasn’t the pain inflicted by the mean kids
it was the problems that involved in his young life
his name was Ephraim and he lived on top of a hill
It was troubling for Ephraim and his family
forewarning them to never return to their house
that’s no way to scare them because it was insane
because they didn’t listen to their neighbors
Well welcome to his worst nightmare then
and to speak of it was troubling to himself
by the way, he was saddened by the troubles
he wanted the troubles to go away and never return
Over and over and over again was his nightmares
displeasing to him and his family wasn’t the reason
you won’t like the way it happened at the house
but why wouldn’t they just move you might ask?
They didn’t want to move out of their house
but they weren’t too worried it wasn’t far worse
never should they return to their place of solitude
displeased by their lack of scariness and troubles
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