Same as above with variations: They wrap you up in a lily-white sheet, And tuck in the corners nice and neat. Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, Where will you be in a hundred years from now? Sung to the tune of The Death March (Wagner?) Why are kids such sadistic b*******? Poor little sparra, Poor little fing, No Fevvers on its 'ead, No fevvers on its wing, Can't fly, can't sing, Cut its bleedin' 'ed orf. Jim Carroll
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