Our Garbage Man
Little Mary, who lives next door, and I think that we have the nicest garbage man...
And every week he comes and empties out our garbage can.
He's just as nice as he can be...
And often he stops and talks with little Mary and me.
Little Mary's mom doesn't like his smell...
But then again she doesn't know him well.
Our garbage man is so nice to little Mary and me...
He's kind and friendly like I want to be.
He comes each week and empties out our garbage can...
And he seems to be such a good and Godly man.
TK<><
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