DON'T LOOK IN THE BASEMENT S.J. Brownrigg Clip

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Up the airy mountain Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting, For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together;
Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather.
Down along the rocky shore Some make their home,
They live on crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam;
Some in the reeds Of the black mountain-lake,
With frogs for their watch-dogs, All night awake.

High on the hill-top The old King sits;
He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits.
With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses,
On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses;
Or going up with music, On cold starry nights,
To sup with the Queen, Of the gay Northern Lights.

They stole little Bridget For seven years long;
When she came down again Her friends were all gone.
They took her lightly back Between the night and morrow;
They thought she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow.
They have kept her ever since Deep within the lake,
On a bed of flag leaves, Watching till she wake.

By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses bare,
They have planted thorn trees For pleasure here and there.
Is any man so daring As dig them up in spite?
He shall find the thornies set In his bed at night.

Up the airy mountain Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting, For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together;
Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather. -- William Allingham

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  • holey crap its my crazy ass old lady neighbor who wakes me up at 4am doing crazy ass passive aggressive shit

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  • You can hardly recognize Meryl Streep in that gray wig.

  • @hypnodance Alright well said

  • @Apsu72 It's from a poem called "The Fairies" by William Allingham, about the creatures that haunt the woods. I think in the context of the movie, it describes what a dangerous place Charlotte's entered.

  • The fuck does all that shit mean?

  • @gregnicholas26 slams fucking metal garage doors at 4am recycles bottles and cans reararanges her garage talks at the top of her lungs to her alcoholic son who's 47 that lives with her acts like its 12 noon at 4 O mothafuckin clock in the morning RIGHT UNDER MY CONDO OLD BITCH !!!!!!!!!

  • @chrisw40 Lol what does she do??

  • Rhea MacAdams is the woman that plays Mrs. Callingham in this movie. She was 79 in this movie, but she looks like she's about 99. She must've had a hard life.

  • this is a killer clip hallo jezzus~

  • I would.

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