There’s a wizard called Woad
who, don’t you know,
Lives way down at the end of the road.
He wears a blue pointy hat,
a long velvet robe and,
magic boots with a hole in the toe.
In his creepy old home
he lives all alone
except for Griselda his cat.
Griselda is big,
she is fluffy and black
and has an extremely long tail.
It reaches over her back,
and right over her head to
the tip of her shiny black nose.
When Woad pats his cat Grisel
she purrs and she dribbles,
then she purrs and she dribbles some more.
“oh Grisel” says Woad
“you are quite a toad,
Just look at the state of my floor!”
who, don’t you know,
Lives way down at the end of the road.
He wears a blue pointy hat,
a long velvet robe and,
magic boots with a hole in the toe.
In his creepy old home
he lives all alone
except for Griselda his cat.
Griselda is big,
she is fluffy and black
and has an extremely long tail.
It reaches over her back,
and right over her head to
the tip of her shiny black nose.
When Woad pats his cat Grisel
she purrs and she dribbles,
then she purrs and she dribbles some more.
“oh Grisel” says Woad
“you are quite a toad,
Just look at the state of my floor!”

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