Gramma’s House

A weekend at Gramma’s, oh what fun!
All the woods and creeks and places to run
She’s marked the trees so you know what’s safe
With old animal skulls and nameless graves
Just be gentle with the tiny folks in the garden
And if you bump into faceless Jan, always beg pardon
Try not to think of how you got there or when
If you attempt an escape, she’ll find you again!