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Plumpsack, Plumpsack,
Dances round the table
Plumpsack, Plumpsack,
He likes to fill his bag.

Plumpsack, Plumpsack,
He wants to steal your fingers.
He comes into your bedroom,
you'll know when he's been there.

Plumpsack, Plumpsack,
He's filled with children's fingers
He had to patch himself up
When scratched through by a nail.

Plumpsack, Plumpsack,
Dances through the blankets.
Plumpsack, Plumpsack,
He likes to fill his bag.

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[xymotik.livejournal.com]

I copied a stanza of the above and dumped it into Google. The results?

One result: The City of Xebec's Demise.

WTF?