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There's a large paper mâché head

On a wide concrete platform...

In the middle of the park at night...

I'm a nervous wreck!...I'm an awful fright!...

As I'm not sure what he will say next...

I'm filled with fear...And I'm filled with dread...

There's a large paper mâché head

On a wide concrete platform...

He's drawling off his block again!...

He says his brother thinks he's nuts...

And he wonders if his wife and small group of friends

Have conspired against him ...

Like a long lost mutt

The worm inside his head's returned...

It burrows in his hollowed cheeks...

Someone left the stove...and a pan got burned...

That stink inside his head

Will reside for weeks...

There's a large paper mâché head

On a wide concrete platform...

In the middle of the park at night...

I'm a nervous wreck!...I'm an awful fright!...

As I'm not sure what he will say next...

I'm filled with fear...And I'm filled with dread...

There's a large paper mâché head

On a wide concrete platform...

When asleep they came, and played their games...

The raccoon, and the mouse...

Every sacred inch of him has been befouled!...

Like a sinner in the house of God...

...There's a singer on the veranda now...

She has lured him back from gloom...

Such a beauty with a voice so light...

Her bright lantern fills each room

With a brilliance that he's long forgot...

...He was painted in a tenacious spot!...

There's a large paper mâché head

On a wide concrete platform...

In the middle of the park at night...

I'm a nervous wreck!...I'm an awful fright!...

As I'm not sure what he will say next...

I'm filled with fear...And I'm filled with dread...

There's a large paper mâché head

On a wide concrete platform...

10/19/24

Bunny Villaire