Look for the eyes, the eyes that stare.
Upon the step, upon the stair.
Walk on the steps, the steps that glare.
Ascend, ascend into the air.
Yeah, I can't rhyme for crap. Sounds like a long lost Dr. Seuss poem from his gothic days in college.
His books are kinda strange. Everything in his books are things that are sins in the Bible. Really!
Think about it. You'll freak.
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