There is a place on Gludinate
Where children go to play
When their lives are sad and cold...
Here their troubles melt away
When the children are asleep at
Precisely ten at night
In lumbers in a jolly, young man
And starts an evening of delight
They climb into his Gwendaleer
A boat made of papildu
And as the boat lifts off the ground
There's giggles cheers and "woo-hoo's!"
Then they're off through the atmostphere
Spotting endangered fullite
Dodging those dreaded spatelers
And collecting stagremite
Arriving at their destination
The children squeal with joy
Before them was a candy land
That no one can destroy
The streets are rocky road ice cream
The trees are lollipops
But once you begin eating
You simply cannot stop!
Then suddenly the sky goes dark
And you're trembling with fear
You look into the sky and see
The cookie monster's near
Get back into the Gwendaleer!
Please go speedy quick,
Everyone was much compliant
But after one more lick
Away they flew from Gludinate
Back to family and friends
Though they know they'll all return
Tomorrow night at ten
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