• In the night of all nights we hear children scream
    We look our the front door screan.
    We see a shape of shape of terror
    We run back inside and pull a magic levor
    A light flashes on and what do we see
    Micheal jackson feeding on the blood of our tree
    WE run outside to ask him whats he doing and he replies
    FRAGLE FRAGLE!!!


    ok thanky bie!