“The Forest is dark, dearie...
The moment you think that you’re lost in the woods, then you are.

Do not lose your way, dearie, Do not lose your way;
The monsters are lurking not far from the path should you stray.

Things aren’t what they seem, dearie, Things aren’t what they seem;
Kind grins are bared teeth; Please don’t answer the calls from the trees.

Do not pay them heed, dearie, Do not pay them heed;
Hear footsteps behind you, beware but don’t fret, they’re just checking.”
― Emory R. Frie