In a house where shadows creep and crawl,
Lives a man called Uncle Jack, he’s not nice at all.
With eyes like a hawk, and a grin that’s wide,
He’s got a knack for hiding folks inside.
When the night falls down and the moon shines bright,
You can hear his footsteps; they give quite a fright.
Tiptoe and listen, don’t make a sound,
If he catches you peeking, you won’t be around.
With every turn, there's a chance to break free,
A window, a door, oh, where could it be?
He’s been on the run, but tonight’s your chance,
To sneak through the shadows and make a quick dance.
So gather your courage, let hope be your guide,
In Uncle Jack’s house, you’ll need to decide.
Will you run for the light, or find a good spot?
With each beat of your heart, give it all you’ve got!
In the dark, you’ll be brave, with a plan in your mind,
To escape Uncle Jack and leave him behind.
So take a deep breath, and don’t be afraid,
For every dark night will meet the dawn’s aid!
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