The Pixies and the Ogre
There once were some pixies up on a hill,
There once was an ogre with no good will.
He had a mean face and he had a mean stink,
The pixies meanwhile, did enjoy themselves *chink* *drums on the guitar*
They feasted on candy beyond the night sky.
They forgot to set watch, the ogre sneaked by....
He did cast a net, wide and strong.
The pixies he caught, om-nomnom...
The laments were many, the ogre did laugh,
The pixies they resigned and asked a last bath.
The ogre refused, instead he proclaimed ...
To start praying quickly, for he was * deep ogre voice* terribly famished
The pixies debated and agreed as one,
That that would be nice and on came the plan.
"Oh do let us pray undisturbed, after this,
We will let you eat us, although we're not a good dish"
So they started praying, and are praying still.
The ogre is watching, up on that hill.