Boys Will Have Toys
Don't tread here,
Don't tread there,
Look out Dad my toys are everywhere,
There's a car down here,
A book over there,
And look my balls rolled under that armchair,
Now it's time to clear them away,
You say I can't Mum and Dad I've had such a busy day.
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