the girl with carrots for fingers

had actual carrots for fingers

i met her one crunchy

candlemas eve

hiding in a wood

amidst the frosty old trees


the girl with carrots for fingers

oh how her carrot touch lingers

she escaped from a farm-lab

then lived on the run

a super-hush experiment

& potentially; weapon


yes the girl with carrots for fingers

don't worry - her hair wasn't ginger

we spoke of a future

her voice was a song

but come the yawn of morning-thing

that carrot girl had gone

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