• teenage_dream 5w

    The jingling of bells,
    Swing with the chime outside the cell,
    Of the house of a man who used to sell,
    All his vegetables and fruits grown behind the well,
    He loves kids and has many stories to tell,
    And children always compel,
    Him to stay with them which quells,
    His loneliness and feeling of hell.
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