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7/20/2025, 4:13:44 PM
>Fifteen birds in five fir-trees,
>their feathers were fanned in a fiery breeze!
>But, funny little birds, they had no wings!
>O what shall we do with the funny little things?
>Roast 'em alive, or stew them in a pot;
>fry them, boil them and eat them hot?
>Burn, burn tree and fern!
>Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch
>To light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Bake and toast 'em, fry and roast ’em
>till beards blaze, and eyes glaze;
>till hair smells and skins crack,
>fat melts, and bones black
>in cinders lie
>beneath the sky!
>So dwarves shall die,
>and light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Ya-harri-hey!
>Ya hoy!
>their feathers were fanned in a fiery breeze!
>But, funny little birds, they had no wings!
>O what shall we do with the funny little things?
>Roast 'em alive, or stew them in a pot;
>fry them, boil them and eat them hot?
>Burn, burn tree and fern!
>Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch
>To light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Bake and toast 'em, fry and roast ’em
>till beards blaze, and eyes glaze;
>till hair smells and skins crack,
>fat melts, and bones black
>in cinders lie
>beneath the sky!
>So dwarves shall die,
>and light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Ya-harri-hey!
>Ya hoy!
5/30/2025, 6:14:00 AM
>Fifteen birds in five fir-trees,
>their feathers were fanned in a fiery breeze!
>But, funny little birds, they had no wings!
>O what shall we do with the funny little things?
>Roast 'em alive, or stew them in a pot;
>fry them, boil them and eat them hot?
>Burn, burn tree and fern!
>Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch
>To light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Bake and toast 'em, fry and roast ’em
>till beards blaze, and eyes glaze;
>till hair smells and skins crack,
>fat melts, and bones black
>in cinders lie
>beneath the sky!
>So dwarves shall die,
>and light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Ya-harri-hey!
>Ya hoy!
>their feathers were fanned in a fiery breeze!
>But, funny little birds, they had no wings!
>O what shall we do with the funny little things?
>Roast 'em alive, or stew them in a pot;
>fry them, boil them and eat them hot?
>Burn, burn tree and fern!
>Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch
>To light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Bake and toast 'em, fry and roast ’em
>till beards blaze, and eyes glaze;
>till hair smells and skins crack,
>fat melts, and bones black
>in cinders lie
>beneath the sky!
>So dwarves shall die,
>and light the night for our delight,
>Ya hey!
>Ya-harri-hey!
>Ya hoy!
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