by
Brazillia R. Kreep
All the children ran away
They’d scream and dream such awful things
Like long-fanged snakes and hornet stings
For Mr. Price was wicked, see
T’bring such woes so eerily
Yet when he finally bid adieu
All the children did boo-hoo
they loved the thrills n’ chills he laid
And prayed he would come back someday
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...but the fear they first beheld, is that one we have since the womb
is that mr vincent price was dead!
...he had come back from his tomb!!.
Its astounding but satisfactory ho some peple still never forgets the work of mr price in the classical horror low budget films, you reminded me have to post something about him, and perhaps in in english.
greetings
Excellent! Very witty and fittin' for Herr Price...
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