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(Sing to the tune of "Daniel" by Elton John)
Figwit is sitting tonight on a dais
I can see the soft starlight shimmering on his face
Oh, and I can see now I'm starting to cry
God, it looks like Figwit, must be the hormones
making me high
They say Leg is pretty, though I've never seen
What it is that's sexy about that bleached-blond elven preen
And I should know, I've seen him so much
God, I miss Figwit, they don't show him enough
Oh, Figwit my love-oh! your time was so brief
And I still feel the pain, and I'm still nursing my grief
Their eyes are blind, how could they pass you by
Figwit you're a face in the star-studded sky
Figwit is sitting tonight on a dais
I can see the soft starlight shimmering on his face
Oh, and I can see now I'm starting to cry
God, it looks like Figwit, must be the hormones making me high
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