Garlic Growns Near the Sea In a time that was lost and sour There were many seeds Grown from donated migs They were growns. They were genuine One with beard and the other with the lance They set out and looked around the world So excited one was so furious And when they found them the women did not be seen They set out in search of the remains of the old Whemp the skewers and with the balls they earned money Many of them was so crazy This is their story
