Sleeping Beauty was a logMature

Sleeping Beauty was  a log

We had to carve her like a god

The Beavers chipped away at her looks 

And made a home in guadloupe

When the muffin man found out he  ran away

Took gingerbread man with him to the north pole to play

The Elves said go home to sleeping Beauty

She misses you like a cutie

Then she will kiss your hot buns like a hot bread

Then the Marsh mellow man will eat you like a pumpkin instead

Thats what i herd from the gingerbread man

The End

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