Now the fly was overwhelmed with this deep generosity of Stan, to give, give, give of the foodage

'Cause all life lassk ssk suf of the foodage, haha

He look at Stan and said

"Is there anything I can reciprocale, or do in the joy of return for your generosity, for giving me food and stuffy?"

Stan, "I'm looking for the other half of the moon and dangly, this is my folly

Show me where the missing half of that moon"

"I don't know" said the fly returnly

"But I know someone who know, if only I were big enough to transporty most

I'd take you there myself, I would do this"

And Stan, having the possessy power of the Magicold, ah

Standed over, roley out the sleevey

Wavely hand, hovery, hovery, hovery, hovery and out with these magic wordy

"If all the flies were one fly, what a great enormous flyfelolifer that would bold"

Oh, and there, incredible but oh, dear, hovery, hovery

Now the fly recalled with these wordage

"Not only will I transportnum there, but I will sing it a deep joy of a songload in your eardroves, that I will do"

If tomorrow was today

It would be yesterday

The sun is surely just a thought away

Where visions that men fail

To put to words to tale

And music that they try but cannot play

You're right, it's just a dream, your company so kind

Hold very tightly please and we shall go out