Little Johnny
Beep, Beep, Creep, Creep
The bug runs along in the sand
Sweep, Sweep, Peep, Peep
Little Johnny follows along with his hand
Tweep, Tweep, Tweep, Tweep
The birds sing along with demand
Then suddenly a RUSH
The wind swoop up - the bug ran off
Little Johnny runs along
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