| Scott ryden |
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another Laori song: the tune should be obvious. I'm going to have her
singing it to her skull candle chorus, who are all wearing party hats.
Pools of piranhas and dishes of nettles
nosy marauders boiled up in big kettles
Imps and their cohorts plucked out of their wings:
These are a few of my favorite things
Sharpened stair railings that leave you with gashes
Hidden trap doors that will fill you with slashes
villages poisoned to death by their spring
These are a few of my favorite things
When I'm doubtful, when my soul stings
When I've lost my way
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so astray.
Blood colored roses with thick thorny branches
Snow covered hills that bring forth avalanches
the deep melancholy that Fall often brings
these are a few of my favorite things
flesh torn asunder by chained apparatus
forest fires started by lighting your flatus
seminal vesicles pulled out like big strings
these are a few of my favorite things
When I'm doubtful, when my soul stings
When I've lost my way
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so astray.