From the kitchen I called who's that there
Through the letter box came a grappling hook
Which grappled me right out of my chair
Stretched out on the floor I lay helpless
Of my limbs I had lost all command
When into my ear in stilling fear
Said a voice "I am Monsieur R. Monde"
Monsieur are. Monde you are not
That's an incredible thing to say
Why I personally attended his funeral
Which was twelve months to this very day
A rat flew down from the ceiling
Alighted upon my right ear
Said if Monsieur are. Monde is safe under the sod
Then why are you shaking with fear
My name is not Scrooge I said faintly
And from ghosts I have nothing to fear
But if you are are. Monde returned from the dead
Then what are you wanting here
From nowhere I heard a mad cackle
From nowhere a voice to me cried
"Stop calling me Monsieur are. Monde, you fool
My name's Jeckyll and you're Mr. Hyde
The bell on my door rang this morning From the kitchen I called who's that there Through the letter box came a grappling hook Which grappled me right out of my chair Stretched out on the floor I lay helpless Of my limbs I had lost all command When into my ear in stilling fear Said a voice "I am Monsieur R. Monde" Monsieur are. Monde you are not That's an incredible thing to say Why I personally attended his funeral Which was twelve months to this very day A rat flew down from the ceiling Alighted upon my right ear Said if Monsieur are. Monde is safe under the sod Then why are you shaking with fear My name is not Scrooge I said faintly And from ghosts I have nothing to fear But if you are are. Monde returned from the dead Then what are you wanting here From nowhere I heard a mad cackle From nowhere a voice to me cried "Stop calling me Monsieur are. Monde, you fool My name's Jeckyll and you're Mr. Hyde Explain Request ×
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