Fiddle dee dum fiddle dee dee
said the little king to thee...

When in the wild
Do as they do in the wild...

Before I had only silly poems,
in which to live my reality...

Little yogini
hovers above my heart...

Said the moon
to the Magician...

Delicate fluff
pulled...

Under the oak
I spy my love...

When asked to do so
Grace often cannot extend, instead...

Oh! Dem silafily beanlafeans
get me up alllafall mornings...

What you have spoken in my mind
Clearly I've seen before the earth was fives...

Well I have seen you
for a small while now. But...

Does the winter wind
know the nature of my adoration...