"I'm sacred Granny!"
Whispered a young girl called Frankie.
"Granny! I don't like the shadows!"
Whispered the girl who sews.
"Granny Granny! Take me home!"
Whispered the girl who didn't like to be alone.
"Grandma! Where are you!"
Whispered the girl who turned bright blue.
"Mummy! I wish you weren't dead!"
Whispered the girl who lived with her grandparents instead,
"Granny! I can't find the light!"
Whispered the girl who was filled with fright.
"Don't worry I am here,"
Whispered Granny as she hugged her dear,
"All you have to do, to get rid of the shadow,"
Whispered Granny as she opened her arms bigger than colorado.
"Just turn the lightbulb and they'll soon fade away. Never to come back another day.."
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