They call me Wee Willy Winky
All tired and blinky
Eyeless and poor
Promise I don't snore by candle light
I kiss the shimmering cheeks of little children
Having a mother
I lost in the street
A skinny jungle child
Wayward and windy
Sinful and pretty
I visit the graves of boys
Dead I walk
Shipwreck sailors
Don't ask, don't tell
Sweet fragrance of moon
has brought me to your room
Where you waft milky magic
from that ancient loom
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My mother I seek
I long to curl up meek
In the lap of your laughter
You wanted a daughter
I ain't no Jesus
If you give me a dress
I could become your princess
My mother I seek
I long to curl up meek
In the lap of your laughter
You wanted a daughter
I ain't no Jesus
If you give me a dress
I could become your princess
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