Open, open for me
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Clumsy little fingers forcing
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lock and key
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Wonder what's inside?
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This is my new game
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No one's come along here since
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last I came
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And here I come again
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plundering the tiny drawer
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Spider craning to see
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He wants to crawl in the dark space
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just like me
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Waiting patiently
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making sure that none take heed
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of secret things hiding inside
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meant for only me to see
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Give up, give in to me
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Now the hinge is breaking free
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Greedy, rooting through here
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stealing all the things that someone
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once held dear
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vials of poison and tablets of cheer
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pictures of dead lovers casting their leers
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Every day brings something new
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on which I can prey
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Left for me are new toys
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more games I can play
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The Tiny Drawer
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| Twelfth Of Never |
