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Him I pity
He knows not what is good for him
You all know him, his name is Jim
Uses his class bench as his cot
What is good for him, he knows not
He likes to live in his own trench
As his cot, uses his class bench
I teach him in life how to thrive
In his own trench, he likes to live
He’s naughty, he oft breaks his limb
In life how to thrive, I teach him
Him I pity, he’s so snotty
He oft breaks his limb, he’s naughty
To me his talk seems so witty
He’s so snotty, him I pity
He makes buzzing sound like a bee
His talk seems so witty to me
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Srinivas Veepuri
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