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The wendy house girl

In the rosebud wendy house

a tiny child wails panged.

Her bony spine burns raw

flayed by pound of fists.

A tutor snarls, crimson eyed

heart joyous at good toil.

Torpid faces blanch in dread.

Grey forms haunt night repose

to shackle the victim soul.

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