This part of the game has remained unchanged in over two years -- even at two she somehow knew the proper won't-will combinations, which amazed me. Anyway, then I resign myself to a victim's fate: "Oh well, ok. Let's hear your song." I don't know how or why the song became part of the sequence, but it's apparently essential. She usually meanders through some long, ethereal, improvised poem-song about mountains that always ends with the same line: "...and the little boy stands up and says, The End." At that point the fearsome Rollie Monster rolls down and damages me with much noise and chaos.
She then does a miraculous twirling conversion where she transforms herself into a magical doctor and lovingly repairs every part of my broken body. If I play my cards right, I can usually get a back rub out of the deal, and it's important to note that the entire game can take place without me moving from the couch. This hospital phase can last up to 20 minutes, so we don't usually do many cycles of the game back to back.
Tonight Ella wanted to try the game, and she doesn't really get it, but I managed to remember her first attempt at the Rollie Monster song. Picture it in a little impish toddler voice, happily singing random notes just before rolling down to crush me:
"It's all ok
It is all ok
It is the end
And a polar bear"