Here in the earth is Juanita DeFudds
Who passed when she fell in a pile of spuds.
She would have survived and not lay lengthwise
If she weren’t peeled and sliced and served as french fries.
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Y'know that space? Under the stairs? Where nobody goes except maybe a small child who can squeeze through the gap between the steps and have an entire world to themselves full of shadows and fun and Ogden Nash poems, Charles Addams books, Gahan Wilson cartoons and peanut butter sandwiches? Yeah? You can? Great. If not, this is what it's like back there. Fun, a little shady (hence the mandatory black background) and packed with the essential vitamins and minerals a growing mind needs.
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