Little Timmy had Lassie to save him,
But Little Harry had no one
Little Harry was always up to no good
And one day
Little Harry went too far into the woods
He picked up a stick and slashed a tree
The gash he made was oh so deep
If you go today, the slash is all you will see
Little Harry didn't care
He even went on to kill a hare
The little devil boy found his fate
When he slid under the wrong gate
Two feet south of the wrong place
Led Harry to a dark dark space
Down down he fell
Down a hole so deep and so wet
No man would know
Where this Little Harry wept
Hours
Days
No one came
Weeks
Months
Years
He was so deep
No one could hear
A hound could not sniff
The light could not see
Where Little Harry might be
Little Harry was always up to no good
And one day
Little Harry finally understood
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HorrorSPOOKY SHORT STORY | Remember the nursery rhyme of the boy who fell into the well? That boy grew into a man and he's still down there, longing for someone to find him and bring him back to the surface. When a paranoid woman happens upon him, she lea...
