Little Nell was nervous
So she bit her nails all day.
She
died because she didn’t stop
And
chewed her hands away.
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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