Issue #1-Side A, Scene 1-F
Setting: Half Happy Town - City Square (Morning)
"In the town of monsters, ghosts, and ghouls there are many dummies, bats, and tools. The colors are bright and no one's right, and there's always a bunch of fools."
"Their hearts are black and they attack near anyone for a snack. And it's a fact that tact has hit the sack, these monsters are all but cool."
"Let children lie, pester, and plunder while the minutes of time are ripped asunder. A witch's tale she'll spin for ale, ask her at your own blunder."
"She'll talk of now, she'll talk of how, she'll talk of when she sold her cow. Listen pal, that girl is foul, and wow, she blast a shot of thunder."
"There's magic, spells, and pixie sand as well as food, stores, and the monstro band. They're just like you and me, you see? And they give you a chance for bland."
"They look for fights, they wreck all nights, and still have time for sights. A girl with plights will up the bites with mites, and lay back for a tan."
"All the flowers move, talk, and cry while a man on the corner just stands by. The elves make mirrors, they're magic seers, they'll trap you on the fly."
"They'll take a turn, they'll burn your fern, they'll place you in an urn. The elves, they learn to churn the stern, and send you to the sky."
"So whether you laugh, cry, or frown, there's more than enough to go around. A man that's blue, could leave anew, they get you like a clown."
"Get ready dope, grab your soap, and crank up hope. You're about to enter a slope so cope, don't mope, welcome to Half Happy Town!"
< a shoe flies and hits a fat, white cat with a strange top hat >