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Ghoul’s Crawling
(parody on Baby Walking song)

A ghoul is crawling
Out of the grave;
All ghosts are gawping
At this in awe.

All this crawling
is something ill,
Jerkily
shifting rotten legs,
Lurching slowly
down the barrow hill
Spooking off
little lambs.

The flesh is oozing
And hit with rot;
The head is woozy
With rage red-hot.

All this slaughter
is such a fun –
Happily
ripping flesh with hands,
Preying livings
till there is none
Breathing thing
to walk the land.

A saint is crying
‘What’s it, my Lord,
That’s worth undying!’
But then, why not?

All this living
is such a pain,
Griefs and troubles,
worries – Jesus save!
But the suffering
is all in vain
If you rise
up from the grave!

<span style="font-size:larger"><b>Ghoul’s Crawling</b></span><br /><i>(parody on Baby Walking song)</i><br /><br /><div style="white-space: pre; font-family: monospace; font-size: large;">A ghoul is crawling<br />Out of the grave;<br />All ghosts are gawping<br />At this in awe.<br /><br />All this crawling<br /> is something ill,<br />Jerkily<br /> shifting rotten legs,<br />Lurching slowly<br /> down the barrow hill<br />Spooking off<br /> little lambs.<br /><br />The flesh is oozing<br />And hit with rot;<br />The head is woozy<br />With rage red-hot.<br /><br />All this slaughter<br /> is such a fun –<br />Happily<br /> ripping flesh with hands,<br />Preying livings<br /> till there is none<br />Breathing thing<br /> to walk the land.<br /><br />A saint is crying<br />‘What’s it, pray God,<br />That’s worth undying!’<br />But then, why not?<br /><br />All this living<br /> is such a pain,<br />Griefs and troubles,<br /> worries – Jesus save!<br />But the suffering<br /> is all in vain<br />If you rise<br /> up from the grave!</div><br /><br />Взято <a href="http://mike-sprocket.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_23.html">отсюда</a>.<br />