“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