ïèøóò, ÷òî ïåñåíêà ðåàëüíàÿ, õîòÿ âðóò íàâåðíîå.

Beware The stare of Mary Shaw,
She had no children only dolls,
And if you see her in your dreams,
Be sure you never , ever scream
Or she’ll rip your tounge out at the seam