Beware of the Bogie Man
Little Johnnie was quite gross; he really was a minger
He picked a bogie from his nose; it sat upon his finger
He didn’t have a tissue and his finger was a mess
So he gave his sis a cuddle… and wiped it on her dress!
01~16~17
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