This is what happens
This is what happens
There’s a boy who lives on a spiral staircase
On the very last step above all the rest
After recess we like to go watch him
He plays with sharp objects
Like broken glass and butcher knives
He makes paper dolls and fuzzy piñatas
Tricking little kids into thinking they can re-grow an arm
With that glass bottle always half empty
And a spiral staircase never stops spinning
Never stops spinning…
I heard once his name was Manfred
But I’m sure he’s even forgotten that by now
Accompanied by his glowing magenta steps
Leading nowhere but down
He wears a burlap suit to bed
Infested with toe eating butterflies
He wears a green sock on his head
So he doesn't hear the drunken children's cry
The handrail will give you 10-inch splinters
Signs warning to watch out for ice
There’s a door at the very top
But it never seems to budge
I heard once his name was Manfred
But I’m not sure if he even remembers that by now
Accompanied by his 10 inch splinters
And a spiral staircase leading nowhere but down...
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Teh_Wit]
Stumble!
