Wherever she looks round the place,
Dear Neena sees a creepy face!
It cackles at her every night,
Not just then. Even in daylight!
She screams and howls,
She begs it to stop,
No-one can see it.
Snap! Crackle! Pop!
She eats her rice crispies,
The face is still there,
It follows her everywhere!
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