Dora No More

Dora, Dora the Explorer
...the Explorer (echo)
The Explorer...
She fell into the quicksand, And now she is no more.
She tangled with a lion's cub, Now she's nothing more than gore.
Her parachute didn't open, She plummeted to the ground, Though she thought that she would soar.
She played with matches, She was overcome by smoke, When she failed to reach the door.
She fell into the river, And she never reached the shore.
She drank some poison, She lies there on the floor.
She was reading and walking, Broke her skull on a stone, Didn't look where she was goin'
She was eating and talking, She choked on a bone, Now she never leaves her home
Crossed a rotted rope bridge, And fell into a gorge
Stuck her finger in an outlet And was "grounded" evermore.
She swung on a vine, The crocodiles beneath her upon Dora did dine.
She played in the rain, A bolt of lightning found her out, And laid poor Dora low.
She fell in a volcano, And she sank into the core.
She went into a jaguar's den, and came out nevermore.
The desert was wide, She ran out of water, The vultures found her hide.
She sat on a scorpion, The venom dropped her swiftly, And Dora's mouth did foam.
Though she tried to get away, and jumped, She was gored.
She walked on the train tracks, Never guessed what was in store.
She played with some snakes, "Red next to yellow..." What was it? She wasn't sure.
To rescue a puppy, She ran into traffic, And so entered into lore.
Put her hand in a strange hole, And found what it was for.
Attended the World Cup, And was trampled by "four score."
She ran with Scissors, Need I say more?
Ought have been more careful when she went out to explore...
O, Dora...