In the country where no humans go
I think that you really should know:
     Humans wouldn't survive
     For they're eaten alive -
And their bones are then buried in snow.

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In the country where no humans go

Live some creatures that only I know:

     There's a big bamzamboodle

      Who lives with a poodle

And a dingledy dangledy do.

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In the country where no humans go

Lives a very peculiar crow:

     He has feathers of green - 

     Quite resplendent and clean

                       T ho u g h

How on earth do you think that I know?

In the country where no humans go?
Oh I heard of this place long ago -
     But we poets tell lies - (shhh)
     And this fact's no surprise - - -
So, after my lying... I'll go.

                                                          Bye Bye

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