Come Decorate the Mama Tree
Decorate the mama tree! The dogs were wild, throwing confetti free.
The mama tree! The mama tree! The dogs’ delight was enticing me.
Mom stood still and let those mutts decorate her coat and all.
You would have thought she was their personal porcelain doll.
Mama tree! The mama tree! They barked. Come play! It’s free! It’s free!
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