I'M a Weeble Wobble-
I'm a weeble wobble
Fingers in my pocket looking for change
I sit down in a chair and my buttocks looks for the ceiling
I'm a weeble wobble
Ah! But my anatomy is so rare, what?
You can see the ceiling with your, what?
I'm a weeble wobble, Ha!ha!
I'm a weeble and I walk on my butt
Yeah! And when I fall
Unlike you I git up
8/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©
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