I loved you in the morning and in the evening.
I loved you every night,
When you said you loved me back,
I nearly died of fright,
I picked up my tail,
Stuck it under my cloak,
Ran like the wind,
Flew away in a puff of black smoke.
But I was never a devil when I played in your head,
The last thing that I heard,
Was that you wished that I was dead.
Not from a physical point of view,
I'd invaded your head and it didn't suit you!
(C) Livvi