Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Hang your head as you sit by the fire
Filled with dread, brow a-knit, you perspire
Without heart or a brain,
Still the part is a pain
Body dead, it won't quit or expire.
Peter Lorre finds he's unable to incinerate
The Beast with Five Fingers
(Robert Florey; 1946).
Beast With Five Fingers
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