He makes you laugh,
He makes you cry,
He makes you wonder,
He makes you sigh.
He wanders around in his own little world,
He is quiet,
He wouldn't cause trouble,
He wouldn't start a riot.
He plays cheerfully,
He runs around,
He hides all the time,
He is easily found.
He is sweet in many different ways,
He knows what he wants he knows what he says,
What would you do,
Without little boy blue.
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