Old Sour Dour Turnip Man

Old sour dour turnip man
He ruins as many parties as he can
Coming in with a meanness thick
Not liking any dances, joys or tricks

We see him coming and try to lock the door
We do not want to entertain him any more.
Old sour dour turnip man
Being as irritating and grumpy as he can
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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