Little Gracie found a strange house
A place to play just pass all the trees
Swift sharp needles do spot his face
Before he feeds on the sheep's white fleece
Phan-Tas-Ma- Go-oOo-Ri-Cal
Willows of wysteria
A memorial
A crescendo
Of hysteria
Little children went astray
In the sunny soil beneath
Wriggling worms in disarry
Hear them laughing underneath
Counting ten nine zero fingers
Won't you come and play the gray man's game
Move quick be an artful dodger
When the cleavers start swishing in flames
Phan-Tas-Ma- Go-oOo-Ri-Cal
Willows of wysteria
A memorial
A crescendo
Of hysteria
Little children went astray
In the sunny soil beneath
Wriggling worms in disarry
Hear them laughing underneath
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