Tiffany granger never saw danger
The unknown wouldn’t phase her
The threat of knife or razor
That could be concealed by a stranger
Her sister Beryl lived in peril
Saw hints of pain or attack
Was always watching her back
For people wild, dark and feral
Tiffany saw things to explore
A whole world of things to find
Filled with people honest and kind
And wanted to find out more
Beryl’d say this could be the day
When evil picks to bring me down
She bought a house far from town
And kept herself locked away
Tiffany’d trip, have the odd slip
The joy more than outweighed the bad
Beryl had no chance to feel glad
Locked away losing her grip
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