Tiddlywinks Bus
Every day I grab my squidger
(Too much, the tiddlywinks bus)
Flip my winks into a pitcher
(Too much, the tiddlywinks bus)
I'm so nervous my knuckles pop
(Too much, the tiddlywinks bus)
Pretty soon it's you I'll squop
(Too much, the tiddlywinks bus).
Copyright © Jessica Amanda Salmonson | Year Posted 2018
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