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[With a wave of static, the feed opens up to see Lacie happily dancing and twirling around in a snow-covered field. Her crimson red eyes opened and shut playfully, as her arms moved around her body as she twirled. You can then hear her recite a poem as her feet made light foot-prints in the snow.]
The Queen of Hearts
She made some tarts,
All on a summer’s day;
The Knave of Hearts
He stole those tarts,
The mad Queen said;
Off with his head,
Off with his head,
Off with his head.
She made some tarts,
All on a summer’s day;
The Knave of Hearts
He stole those tarts,
The mad Queen said;
Off with his head,
Off with his head,
Off with his head.
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