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Walt Kelly - Parsnoops lyrics
Oh, the parsnips were snipping the snappers, While the parsley was parsling the peas, And parsing a sentence from handle to hand Was a hornet who hummed with the bees. The turnips were passing the time of the day In the night of the moon on the porch, When the shape from the shadows so shortfully shrift That the scallions were screeching the scorch! |
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