Trying to find friendly patterns,
some kind of a sign,
just like that day when I'd,
swung from the clothes line.
Some kind of a sign,
just like that day when I'd,
swung from the clothes line,
trying to find friendly patterns.
Just like that day when I'd,
swung from the clothes line,
trying to find friendly patterns,
some kind of a sign.
Swung from the clothes line,
trying to find friendly patterns,
some kind of a sign,
just like that day when I.....I.....I...cried....
'PLEASE, has anybody seen a Mr Friendly Patterns! '
I said....
'Friendly Patterns, has anybody seen Mr Friendly Patterns! '
while holding a sign with a line
which read.......
'Welcome! Mr Friendly Patterns! '
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