A Marvelous Fever


The time I had a fever of a hundred-and-three, was when Ariel went out to sea.                                     I was discussing with Prince Eric and Ursula about tea                                                                          The Mad Hatter's party was fun as could be                                                                                          But the only thing horrid was the tea                                                                                                     We discussed and discussed                                                                                                                   With nothing else to say                                                                                                                       Just how bitter the tea was that day


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