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Befuddled
She wiggled and jiggled and giggled in bed
It fiddled and faddled and rattled her head
But she wiggled so much that she fell to the floor
And wiggled and jiggled and giggled some more
He muddled befuddled and scuttled around
Till he bumbled and stumbled and fell to the ground
Still he muddled befuddled just like before
And scuttled befuddled right through the front door
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Randy Freie
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