There is a mountain of snow, up past the big glen!
We have a castle enclosed, there is a fountain!
Out of the fountain flows gold into a huge hand!
That hand is held by a bear who had a sick band of ghosts and cats and pigs and bats with brooms and bats and wigs and rats, that play big dogs lik queens and kings and everyone plays drums and sings ‘bout BIG sharks, sharp swords, beasts, bees, beads, lords!
Sweet lakes make cakes ah mamamamamamamamamamamamamama oooooooohhhhhh!!!
