In the land of Potionland, I saw a villain potion, a monster drank it all.
A weak Wiesel pointed towards the sky, wondering what he could have for dinner.

Mutated monsters wondered down the streets, terrorizing citizens.
People from nucellar power plants gathered together like powerful penguins.

Childs from schools shouted “Potionland is great”, whilst eager birds watched them.
A person climbed up the tallest mountain and a surprise that waited for her…