| At last! |
| A visitor, I’m pleased you’ve returned
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| I’ve secrets that you need to learn
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| Apologies, you had to use complex directions
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| But I’m currently avoiding arrest and detection
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| Expelled from the roll of clubs and societies
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| Been told I lack sanity — even sobriety
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| So don’t lie to me, if you need to leave
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| I’ve seen the finest men, need to heave
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| And distribute their guts across my hall way floor
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| With disgust, so before we take our tour
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| Be sure, stay close, extra tight
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| Geoffery — fetch our guest a pipe!
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| And prepare the lab you wretched tyke!
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| Damned monkey butler, best get this right
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| Special guests tonight? |
| You’re completely certain?
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| Then step to the right as a draw back the curtain for some…
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| ANIMAL MAGIC
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| Now you see
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| The myriad wonders of nature it’s true
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| Can be understood fully in my home made zoo
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| By brain swapping with my cranial cutter
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| I created my apeish butler
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| And like any explorer forging new boundaries
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| I found this astounding and took me an owl beak and wings
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| Grafted to a tortoise shell
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| And now my Owltoise is doing quite well
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| No my Chimpangoat’s not the prettiest of creatures
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| My Donkeypede has the silliest of features
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| My Lobsteroos don’t like their claws-
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| And my Batraffes do fly into doors
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| But until you’ve heard the Badgermingo sing
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| Or fed a tiny fish to a baby Marmoquin…
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| My dear sir or madam you’ve never lived,
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| It’s an impressive gift- so treasure this…
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| ANIMAL MAGIC
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| Hold for a second- I’m not joking
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| This cage should not be open
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| My Camelion might be hiding loose
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| Oh god, so’s the stripy Tigoose
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| And yes they’re stunning and yes they’re wonderous
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| But they’re cunning and they might come for us If there’s rumpus, you’re able to run I trust?
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| Geoffery- fetch me my blunderbuss
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| Oh No! |
| Don’t tell me you’re using this mutiny?
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| I just wanted unity- what will you do to me?
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| Trapped. |
| Beheaded. |
| Oddly sickened
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| They attached my head to the body of a chicken
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| Run for your life, they’re on a mad stampede
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| Leaving me combined be combined betwixt man and beast
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| BAACLUCK! |
| So strange so odd
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| In retrospect, perhaps a mistake to play god. |