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buy me an ounce and i'll sell you a pound.
Turn
gert
(spin!
helen)the
slimmer the finger the thicker the thumb(it's
whirl,
girls)
round and round
early to better is wiser for worse.
Give
liz
(take!
tommy)we
order a steak and they send us a pie(it's
try,
boys)
mine is yours
ask me the name of the moon in the man.
Up
sam
(down!
alice)a
hole in the ocean will never be missed(it's
in,
girls)
yours is mine
either was deafer than neither was dumb.
Skip
fred
(jump!
neddy)but
under the wonder is over the why(it's
now,
boys)
here we come
ee cummings
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