There once was a demon
Living alone
In a mountain
Which he calls home
But he was special indeed
For he wanted to marry thee
He loved her beautiful smile
Felt a roses, not one put a pile
So he went to her house
With a big pimpled nose
And a ugly smile arose
Without a second thought
she shut the door
He remembered how ugly he was
For that he never loved because
For the rest of his life
He will always be that ugly knife
