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I stopped beneath an old oak tree
But all the squirrels kept staring at me
So I walk a little further down the road
When I came across a nosey old toad
Where do I go, where can I hide
From all these creatures lurking outside?
I stopped to smell the flowers and what did I see?
A great big black and yellow bumble bee
Once again I decide to move on
When I stumble over a garden gnome
I thought I had made it until I heard
The chirp chirp, tweet tweet of a bad singing bird
Why are these creatures staring at me
I'm never gonna find a place to pee
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