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The door opened and a big fluffy dice jumped out
And said trust me all, and rolled around the floor
I am one it said but if I change my mind I'll shout
The monsoon has brought the snakes out of their lair
Ivy grew so fast and blocked the exit cave
Just ahead a was a long ladder made out of wood
And dice said do not be timid we must be brave
For the boa constrictors are up to no good
For we must climb up to the top
Our first quest is not to slip or drop
Trolls with slimy fingers green poke out your eyes
With poisonous pet frogs in cages by their side
They picked up dice who now was six
We must sing a climbing song
"scratch your head
poke out your tongue
climb that ladder rung by rung
the rain it tastes like lemonade
some squares you must avold
to step wrong and then you slide"
The top of the canopy new adventure starts
They got there by the shortest route
The dice changed to the ace of hearts
Down the slide chased by a great big ball
Do what you want in that games console
Jump into the deep just don't push delete
You are the theme and passion the prize
Stardust for minds to depths realised
He sat in his shed and wrote as a child
To worlds that only he had contrived
And said trust me all, and rolled around the floor
I am one it said but if I change my mind I'll shout
The monsoon has brought the snakes out of their lair
Ivy grew so fast and blocked the exit cave
Just ahead a was a long ladder made out of wood
And dice said do not be timid we must be brave
For the boa constrictors are up to no good
For we must climb up to the top
Our first quest is not to slip or drop
Trolls with slimy fingers green poke out your eyes
With poisonous pet frogs in cages by their side
They picked up dice who now was six
We must sing a climbing song
"scratch your head
poke out your tongue
climb that ladder rung by rung
the rain it tastes like lemonade
some squares you must avold
to step wrong and then you slide"
The top of the canopy new adventure starts
They got there by the shortest route
The dice changed to the ace of hearts
Down the slide chased by a great big ball
Do what you want in that games console
Jump into the deep just don't push delete
You are the theme and passion the prize
Stardust for minds to depths realised
He sat in his shed and wrote as a child
To worlds that only he had contrived
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