Twinkle twinkle little star
Is there any chance by far
I can make my own life bliss
Somehow I’ll get out of this
Baa baa black sheep
Have you any mom
No sir no sir
She’s long gone
Is she alive
Or is she dead?
She’d grind my bones
She’d have my head!
All the king’s horses
And all the king’s men
Couldn’t put back
Our kinship again
I’m a little boy blue
With no dad in the moon
I’m a foster kid now
Universally spooned
Many bridges falling down
Falling down all around
Family bridges falling down
I’m still standing on the ground
Like Jack and Jill went
Up a hill to fetch a pail of water
I left my home to get away
From chaos I departed
They’re coming to take me away
Ha ha hee hee ho ho I ran
They’re coming to take me away they say-
But you can’t catch the gingerbread man!
Qui a eu cette idée folle
Un jour pour parlons nous
Nous ne connaissons pas notre famille
Rêve d’une vie belle aussi
Kiss my neck or shake my hand
I’ll make friends with lots of people
You cannot take my joy away
Pop goes the weasel
© GÄ
Poétique 