Benith Boo went to the zoo
At the zoo he sat on glue
Then he met Mrs. Susie Lou
And she told him of what to do
Sit upon that wicked glue
Sit until your 22
Sit until that gewy glue
Has nothing better to do
So he sat upon that sticky glue
Till the day he turned 22
And when that gewy glue
Had nothing better to do
It got up and said by to Benith Boo
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