"Joyous and cheerful,

They gracefully passed through the golden gate,

Who would've taught them,

What would've happened,

Not one would know their fate.

The glittering castle,

 the golden pillars,

All seemed familiar.

They'd been here before but,

Something was surely peculiar.

Waited 60 days to see what it was about,

Then one night, one of them sneaked away,

He began to scream and shout,

For all of them to come out.

They stared at the castle,

With their stunned eyes and hanging mouths.

The castle was dripping mud and dreary.

It was icy cold,

Alas! Nobody had warned them,

All that glittered was not gold."