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cackling at every plate we break\n\n  Cracked by scattered needles\n  The little minute gong\n  Coughs and clears his throat\n  Madam, you see before you stand\n  Hey, ho, never be still\n  The old original favorite grand\n  Grasshoppers green herbarian band\n  And the tune they play is \"In Us Confide\"\n\n  So, trip to heave and ho'\n  Up, down, to and fro'\n  You have no word\n  Please, leave us here\n  Close our eyes\n  To the octopus ride\n\n  Isn't it good to be lost in the wood?\n  Isn't it bad so quiet there, in the wood?\n  Meant even less to me than I thought\n  With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds\n  Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed\n\n  Well, the madcap laughed at the man on the border\n  Hey, ho, huff the Talbot\n  Cheat he cried shouting \"kangaroo\"\n  It's true, in their tree they cried\n\n  Please, leave us here\n  Close our eyes\n  To the octopus ride\n\n  Please, leave us here\n  Close our eyes\n  To the octopus ride\n\n  The madcap laughed at the man on the border\n  Hey, ho, huff the Talbot\n  The winds they blew and the leaves did wag\n  They'll never put me in their bag\n\n  The seas will reach and always seep\n  So high you go, so low you creep\n  The wind it blows in tropical heat\n  The drones they throng on mossy seats\n\n  The squeaking door will always squeak\n  Two up, two down, we'll never meet\n  So merrily trip forgot my side\n\n  Please, leave us here\n  Close our eyes\n  To the octopus ride\n"}]