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when children go out to the woods down the way the sweet little implings come out to play with white silky dresses and dark searching eyes they dance round the trees and sing all their rhymes and if you may wander into one of their dances run straight away don't take any chances the implings will take you as one of their own the only thing they'll leave is one tiny bone
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Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 6:34 PM UTC
the implings
when children go out to the woods down the way the sweet little implings come out to play with white silky dresses and dark searching eyes they dance round the trees and sing all their rhymes and if you may wander into one of their dances run straight away don't take any chances the implings will take you as one of their own the only thing they'll leave is one tiny bone
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Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 6:34 PM UTC
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