When I was deep within a dream
I fell into a golden stream
And drifted upon the path it took
Until it turned into a brook
Which then it deigned to deliver
me straight into a roaring river
Which poured out into the sea
and was the end of poor ole me
It all gave me such a fright
I can not sleep at all at night
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Sure he crushes a few building, lays waste to villages, smashes cars and buses, and does untoward things with boats. Sure he spits radioactive fire that causes cancer, sterilization and blisters. Sure his table manners are not worth speaking of and the creatures he hangs with are sometimes worse than he is.
It doesn't matter.
Godzilla loves you.
He wants to see you every day. 'Cause he thinks you're special.
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