Never wash a Grecon
’cos his wire will turn to rust
Re-wire him, redress him,
re-face him if you must.
A broken leg will start to droop
If he’s lost a foot you’re in the soup.
His hair might thin & legs unwind,
His face may fade, but you won’t mind
Because he’ll become your dearest friend
Although moth WILL get him in the end!
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