come along catch a heffalump sit with me on a muddy clump we ll sing a song of days gone by run along now dont be glum get you gone now have some fun don t be long for the end is nigh don t let moments pass along and waste before your eyes march with me and the borogoves come with me and the slithy toves and never ask us why come come come come come along now run away from the hum drum we ll go to a place that is safe from greed anger and boredom we ll dance and sing till sundown and feast with abandon we ll sleep when the morning comes and we ll rise by the sound of the birdsongs we ll be here when the world slows down and the sunbeams fade away keeping time by a pendulum as the fabric starts to fray theres no such thing as time to kill nor time to throw away so once for the bright sky twice for the pig sty thrice for another day come come come come come along now run away from the hum drum we ll go to a place that is safe from greed anger and boredom we ll dance and sing till sundown and feast with abandon we ll sleep when the morning comes and we ll rise by the sound of the birdsongs  come with me catch a rare type specimen cuddle up with a hesitant skeleton we ll break our fast with friends once we re fed we shall disappear rapidly many moons to the west of here and happily our journey never ends shut your ears when sirens sing tie armbands to your feet listen up and you won t go wrong again float along on a verse less song and then get to where the two ends meet come come come come come along now run away from the hum drum we ll go to a place that is safe from greed anger and boredom we ll dance and sing till sundown and feast with abandon we ll sleep when the morning comes and we ll rise by the sound of the birdsongs15
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