Ray began as little bits
It wasn't until we got tired
of seeing him from such a distance
We filled his holes in with our wits

And though we pulled him piece together
Ray wouldn’t say he’s our creation
He was here long before we started

Caught him crawling through the window
of Edward President the Queen
It was a servant first who saw him
and called up the authorities

Ray got big and stepped on my feet

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