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Playing With Worms
It's raining, it's pouring The old man is snoring Song is driving Mom crazy I'm gonna to draw her a daisy Yay, the rain is stopping I don't want to go shopping I want to go out and play I promise to put my crayons away I'll wear my boots, I won't get wet Wait, I'm not done colouring yet The puddles are sure sparkling bright Daddy, why are clouds grey and white? Where did all these worms come from? No, worms are not dirty and not dumb! Mom! My brother is being really mean I'll wash them in the puddles, they'll be clean I love rain, cause the worms come out Don't ya think I'll make a good girl scout? Ooh, look at that one, he's so big and fat Can I keep him as my pet, I don't want a cat I can name him squirmy, he'll be my friend Is his face at the front or at the back end? But he'll miss his friends and be so sad Plus my sister will get really, really mad She don't like worms and won't let you in our room And Mom might sweep you up with her broom So I'll come and play with you after the rain That way nobody will ever, ever complain.
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