Ghost of Sir Abraham Larson
Sir Abraham Larson's life ended in murder
His ghost now lives the house of learners
Sits there with the blank face he wears
To wander off would he dare?
What shall he do now,sit and read?
What about the birds he forgot to feed?
Sir Abraham Larson had three children and a wife
Crying now,there daddy has no life
His heart bleeds no color
He shows no emotions for any other
He met another ghost, her name was Mary
Her heart was red,her hair was cherry
She had a story she died to tell
Of how her life ended when she slipped and fell
Sir Abraham Larson now has a heart of gold
His ordinary brain was bought and sold
He never really was dead
He is a kid at heart, who likes to pretend
His ghost now lives the house of learners
Sits there with the blank face he wears
To wander off would he dare?
What shall he do now,sit and read?
What about the birds he forgot to feed?
Sir Abraham Larson had three children and a wife
Crying now,there daddy has no life
His heart bleeds no color
He shows no emotions for any other
He met another ghost, her name was Mary
Her heart was red,her hair was cherry
She had a story she died to tell
Of how her life ended when she slipped and fell
Sir Abraham Larson now has a heart of gold
His ordinary brain was bought and sold
He never really was dead
He is a kid at heart, who likes to pretend