Maggots on roses and moldy dead kittens
Dark copper shackles and cramped coffin fittin’s
Brown battered limbs sewn up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Dark evil towers and badly inked doodles
Church bells and grave bells and worms mixed with noodles
Brides disinterred still with their rings
These are a few of my favorite things
Ghouls in white dresses with bloody knife slashes
Sickly white powder that makes ugly rashes
Silver white ash that falls into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the mob cries,
When the flesh sags
And I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then things don’t seem so bad
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