Little Black Sambo

Little Black Sambo 
Dance Sambo Dance! 
You knoe you are a pancake! 
The little black sambo ran around the tigers, 
until they blended into batter. 
Ewe see it does it matters. 
Dance Sambo Dance! 
You knoe you are a pancake! 
If you even make just one mistake, 
the tigers they will eat you. 
Dance Sambo Dance! 
You knoe you are a pancake! 
Unless you can out race them, 
the tigers are so fast. 
We would rather that you eat them. 
Dance Sambo Dance! 
Prance and add the butter to the better batter there. 
What could also be much better so much neater. 
Dance Sambo Dance! 
The tigers are just pancakes.Sambo is the eater. 
Sambo Danced.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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