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By Carrie Fisher Submitted by Kirk, Blender-Keeper Date: 2016 Dec 04 Comment on this Work [[2016.12.04.14.48.20673]] |
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The itsy bitsy spidered his way up my water spout He little Jack Hornered his way into my corner And now I can't get him out He ate all my porridge, sat in my chair Slept in my bed, washed himself into my hair Hey, all you king's horses! Whether you're horse's asses or men, Could you pretty please piece my heart Back together again? |