Oh dear oh my sweet little child Rose
Picked and mumbled like a little bump on the nose
Why you deliberately infused daddy with crack
So he can sail to Jutland and never to return back

Shiny little Mustique you put her so much in danger
So that you can bump into Dickens, the anonimously ranger?
Dell the witch , always burn the *****
Never felt for a better living , but always tend to get rich

Silly kisser captain, swimming down the ocean
Battled for the monster shark to stop its motion
Soon you realized his special secret had no notion
In fact you could only realize his imaculate devotion

Vigurously you gear your sadistic attention
Towards your senile new friend, ambigous direction
Soon you start to realize your vertical tention
As soon as finally you get your proper affection.