No Compost Mennis

There are toys in my attic

But the marbles have gone

There is no-body up there

But the light is still on

Though the lift is still working

It won’t go to the top

A screw has worked itself loose

And it made the lift stop

There are bats in my belfry

And their chatter has no end

So I climbed off my rocker

Up the pole and round the bend

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Now I’m free, out to lunch

All the fairies are there

We’re dining with the Hatter

And the rabid March Hare