Peacock Parasols

Oh I woke up in Divarrje 
Pledging P.P. icycles and Lamar 
I don't even know 
Heard about my love for fairy Coquelicot oh oh oh oh oh oh. 

Oh I made crepes for P.P. sleep 
He's in the astronomer naming a few beds that aren't far 
Persuading him to sleep his dreams in jars oh oh oh oh oh. 

Plumy plum drops of pear shaped rain 
And tear drops dripping pastly from peacock parasols 
That obcure the mad procession. 

Oh oh oh 
I modeled hoops of glass to console P.P. who buried his hands 
But can't remember when 
Even if he wears his hair like then 
Oh oh oh 

Is that Coquelicot?
Peering throagh the poppies, 
Peeping through the poppies 
Oh oh oh Coquelicot Coquelicot