Am I a dozen miles from the beauty of this world?
A half a dozen miles from this beautiful baby girl.
I am Octavius Woodenkemper and I am just a boy,
Call me “O. Woody” and I’ll be your famous baby.
Just can’t seem to feel the righteousness of women,
Among me and my friends, we’re just gorgeous men.
I wanna be just like my daddy’s daddy before me,
But my life sadly started to become down crumbling.
Killed the pigs and slay the beef,
This my word I promise to keep.
Keeper of the Gates open up thee,
My world is about to unfold a story.
Uphill and downhill we travel,
I sing thy words from the Bible.
Moreover, the story is crumbling,
My work for this town troubling.
As a youngster, I am so vulnerable,
It’s sadly often I trip and stumbled.
Falling down onto my face covered in mud,
Sadly I can’t believe I like the taste it’s good.
Jumping from the creepiness of dark woods,
Slay the cows for the beef, which I withstood.
Keeper of the mightiest Heavens,
Please let me in, I have to be in by seven.
After I walked into this darkened part of blacked,
It’s so creepily that I feel like I am sorta attacked.
Given that I am only a young kid following dreams,
Adventures I explore as I follow granddaddy’s histories.
My daddy will be so proud of me,
As I witnessed even my own history.
Happiness will overcome when I tell my stories to children,
How many chapters shall I tell forth as it all starts to happen?
Oh, I am Octavius Woodenkemper the child explorer,
I am the child who can become the greatest storyteller.
Just like my granddaddy before me,
Man, I like making the greatest history.
Now that I’ve explored my greatest wonders in life,
Just like my granddaddy, the explorer of the nights.
I’m so happy to tell my story to the world of people,
It will be worth a lot, my storytelling it’s memorable.
Thank you for being there when I’ve explored,
I am the one kid who is very brave and adored.
I will fight against the mightiest parts of the town,
Exploring like my granddaddy before I’ll be grown.
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