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Deep in the depths of a dark, dark pool lives a water monster named Billy McCool. He's got shiny scales of pink candy ice
It's New Year, 1979, at Funderland in the RDS in Dublin. In the cold calculation of the January air, a young girl tries to talk
I’m the king of the dinosaurs, number one reptile,tyrannosaurus rex can’t touch my style.I’m dressed to kill, got the sharpest suit,
I am a crocodile who lost my smile in the turbulent waters of the Nile.When I was very small, trapped inside my crocodile egg,
Next door live three old ladies. They’re sisters, well into their eighties, but to us kids, they seem beyond time.
I am the evil Slithermonchowchuck,I am afraid of no one (well almost no one).I munch on the marbles of lost lunatics,I nibble on the toes of Tyrannosaurus
Today I’m not going to school,I can’t face my lessons today,problem is my Mum’s no fool,she’s gonna make me go any way.