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Once there was a man

Who had a little too much time on his hand

He never stopped to think

That he was getting older

But when his night came to an end

He tried to grasp for his last friend

And pretend that he could wish himself

Health on a four-leaf clover



Three o'clock in the morning

You get a phone call from the queen

With a hundred heads

She says that they're all dead



She tried the last one on

Couldn't speak, fell off

And now she just wanders the halls

Thinking nothing

Thinking nothing at all



Once there was a man

Who had a little too much time on his hand

He never stopped to think

That he was getting older

But when his night came to an end

He tried to grasp for his last friend

And pretend that he could wish himself

Health on a four-leaf clover



Once there was a man