In the stump of the old tree, where the heart has rotted out, there is a hole the length of a man’s arm, and a dank pool at the bottom of it where the rain gathers, and the old leaves turn into lacy skeletons. But do not put your hand down to see, because
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Here's the picture which this poem conjures up for me: And old man with a mischievous grin and a twinkle in his eyes has been saying goodnight to his little grandchildren. They tucked up in bed, eyes peeping out from under the covers like kids watching a scary film from behind the sofa. Their mum appear in the doorway and calls, Dad! What have you been telling them? I asked you to read the a story, for goodness' sake! .
I like this poem but the one I use to read was slightly different.It had a soggy hat and a snake under the hat.Does anyone know this slightly different poem