Fear 2

Oh my dear, oh my dear, tell me a taste of fear. Oh my dear, oh my dear, draw me a picture of fear. Oh my dear, oh my dear, show me fear. Is a dentist going to pull your tooth out? Oh dear, oh dear, there is nothing to fear. Did a dog brought home fleas? Oh my dear, oh my dear, kill them, spray them, douse them in powder, murder them, but spare the dog. You will kill the dog, I fear. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/10/2010