Beware the bard with the fiery hair,
For if you meet that cheery stare,
You're in for a long night.
Her music is enchanting,
In more ways than one.
If you hear her chanting,
Then you'd better run.
She'll shrink you down,
She'll chase you round,
You're in for a long night.
Caught between her toes,
She'll break you through and through.
Just hope you're not the one,
She'll pop in her mouth and chew.
And if you hear this tune,
From the girl across the room,
You're in for a long night.
-Folk song of unknown origin