so you have lost your hands.. how naive you were!
didn’t you know the shark certainly will bite like hell?
look! you have blemished with scarlet your shirt
be careful! in snowy mountains you cannot make dirt!
the next place which we have to cross
is bright and virgin and there’s a lot of frost
there lives white King I have known
he loved her wife but he had lost the crown
so the wife left him like you left hope and it remains apart
when cold autumn comes deep into your heart
although he was brave he cried like a child
she was gone like the rest and he became wild
he started to gobble little blondie girls...
come! we will visit him! oh don’t be scared..
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