Fletcher Honorama won't you rally 'round the man who's on a limb?
   Sing the songs that please him very softly while we jolt him with a hymn
  
   Please, go easy now with him
   Because this is his final whim
   So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn
  
   Fletcher Honorama shall we justify the eighty Junes you've seen?
   Since that might be stretching things we'll
   merely sing the songs that made you
   scream
  
   Please, go easy now with him
   Because this is his final whim
   So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn
  
   Intakes and mistakes and lunch pails and
   headaches were willed to your one living twin
   I think that maybe you should have kept half
   of them, after all you worked for them
   After all you worked for them
  
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   by Anti-Wrinkle Dew
   That's Fletcher Honorama see the world
   now from a different point of view
  
   You, go easy now with him
   Because this is his final whim
   So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn
   So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn