And so Stan, walked towards the cave, and in his mind,
mark me word, Mad John, deep thoucus on this,
all a tremblode, looking into the dark,
and peering into the backgrove of black in there,
and then, appeared, Mad John, in fine fine foldy silken robes.
All whitely hair, scintilating beard and dangly,
well the beard must have been 24 years old,
to grow it and grow it, all night lode, what!
And he was glowing, with a friendly light, oh dear, joy,
and a voice full of the Cockney Cockney Cockney,
all joy of life and living, eminate from the cockload of his heartstrings.
Called to see you man ha, what's been your hang-up man hu,
I waiting seven whole days for ya,
not still worried about this scintilating moon and dangly, huh, hu?
Stan, ye, ye, yes, that's why I sortning you out here,
tripply tripply out on the back of this fly who told me, huh.
And John, linked arms with him, and walking out steppa by steppa,
and he pointed with a Cockney forefingold, there, up in the heavenly bode, what!
Stan realized, now, which it struck him like a smacker o' blueidy,
which coming out ffst turn you never thoucus before.
As the sun rise in the early morny, so the recall of the moon in the eve, ah, and he thought.
Now, the fly had something extra special you thoucus to say to me, if you hold.
And John, looked happy, and attracting his earnestly of his eyebolds,
straight nose to nose and eye to eye, hold for it,
Of course, I nearly forgot it, just you listen.
So remember, the very special words.
Happy day long toylytown newspaper reading chuckly smile.
They all have a lovely turn.
Gnomespain, Huckelberry fickel tickel my fingold,
huh, boy blue left his horn stuffin under the settee,
and brought his melotrone, and freaked them all out.
Oh what a mindblast. Jacky Jill, knees up Mother Brodie.
Oh what a joy of a trickley howathere.
So I hope you'll turn out three quarters half as lovely won't you
wouldn't half and enjoy it. Study cool won't ya.