window exit


We found the exit from the house.

We’ll sneak as quiet as a mouse.


The owner must not know we’re gone.

He’ll chase us to death and beyond.


We’ll crawl by the rocks to the sea

and make our way back in time for tea.


End House won’t hold us anymore.

We’ve seen enough horror and gore.




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