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Crumbs and crime
As the young couple
In love and enjoying a walk in the parc
Walking over freshly fallen snow
They came upon a trail
Not a trail of bread crumbs as in Hansel and Gretel
But a trail of blood which led them
A short distance away behind a tree
Where they saw a young lady, quite dead
By her side, pieces of an old vintage crock sugar canister
Blood from her brain blending with maple sugar
In love and enjoying a walk in the parc
Walking over freshly fallen snow
They came upon a trail
Not a trail of bread crumbs as in Hansel and Gretel
But a trail of blood which led them
A short distance away behind a tree
Where they saw a young lady, quite dead
By her side, pieces of an old vintage crock sugar canister
Blood from her brain blending with maple sugar
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