Snow is purple

A lot of snail’s blood is white

Don’t eat the shells

And monsters won’t come for you

But stock up on Bazooka rockets just in case

And try to surf on them

And the magical sea-horse will keep you alive

If that sea-horse gets blind you are dead

Just remember that the light at the end of the tunnel

Is a train who’s brakes happen to be broken

And driven by a pair of head phones

And dream catchers work best on fire

If a tree starts talking and moving towards you

Don’t buy it’s crack

And especially,

Don’t tell it

Where it’s parents are

And watch out because it also coughs up glass