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Pie eyed

Peter Piper Picked a Peck Right that for instance bugs me Is a peck not a small amount Like a beak or a kiss Did he learn to play the pipes because of his name Maybe he was a plumber So he choose something really small We’re the peppers drunk Were they in a jar So he choose a tiny amount of vinegarated pepper His PR team must be incredible Don’t get me started on the coun Try adventure of albino princess and the little men who lived together Is it me that finds that a bit creepy All the animals only cane in when they had left for work Squirrel you stay at the cave When they start singing that song come and warn us What were the doing to those poor animals What else can we ruin

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