Boboo - Poem by The Mowjo
In a distant land of the great Boboo,
Where everyone knows just who is who,
And the Boboo’s all have knees of Blue,
With feet of green, well a funny hue,
There’s an old man with a beard of string,
Who has six fingers that all sing,
And through his neck is a golden ring,
I’ve never seen a weirder thing,
Next time we’re sitting up our tree,
Smoke a funny cigarette with me?
I’m pretty sure, that you will see,
The great Boboo man, just like me.
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