Plenty a' sort of folk stroll the lands
Many different kinds of faces maketh man
Plenty of manners, shoes, hands
Many, very many, some small, some grand
Plenty a' sort of folk walk beside
Sing some do humbly, others with pride
All bunches of flesh and meat
Watch them go up and down your street
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