His name as they new it was Paul Any sightings of him raised a squall Last to be seen carrying his head Laughing at any who mocked his stead Oh, don't sell me short he laughed Why I have wandered for years with no soul Even a child could see I'm a gouhl Every night I start my endless walk Never quitting until I add a soul to my flock
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