There once was a boy who's name was paul,
Hel liked to play with a bouncing blue ball,
From across the street of the beckoning mall.
And every night in the fall,
The birds like singers like to call.
His sister sue liked to play with a doll,
That lived inside a beauty stall
Across the hall.
Now Paul is grown so he is tall,
And can finally see over the big wall.
