Hope on a chain, all wax no wane, canine quinine high
Spoke on the brain Miss Doolittle good gain, Fraulein feline why?
Brake man sit with a Roald Dahl twit and a load of Vagoda rye
Baker won’t knit. Orangutan quit. Sad-song singalong sigh
Hope on a stick got some wax and a wick and a cherry Fairy float
Fat little witch digs a warm little ditch with Gary Glitter’s goat
Bella Donna Shore Pop Iggy four more Slo-mo H and an O P E
Slack little jaw is sure to shake the seesaw, do re Sing Sing me
Hope in a flake look at you and the King Cake. Jesus, please us, Christ
Satellite pong, the day is long, it’s a choral moral heist
Hope on a chain, all wax no wain, canine quinine high
Spoke on the brain Miss Doolittle good gain, Fraulein feline why?
