The green queen on the scene tell me what you mean it wasn't halloween anymore
Two times two was four, in and out this door, that door, more, more, and i am sore
In the early hours of the morning I danced with some handsome red devils
And a blackbird with gelded feathers perched nearby to watch our whirling
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