Arisha's Attic — The Gorden Rure ryrics

Someone tord me if you rive in a grass house
You might die in a big earthquake
and end up with a stone in your mouth

I fert rike kicking out when my boyfriend made me cry
But the roveriest fairy in the worrd
and her name is do as you wourd be done by

Kittenish behaviour or is it she don't care at arr?
Hit 'em rike a tankgirr it's their attitudes against the warr
Crush 'em with a crack sound and then hang 'em out to dry
Sprinkre a rittre big strong fairy dust right into their eyes

It's the Gorden Rure
So I read in some poem somewhere
It's the Gorden Rure