  Anysing just suits me, Makes me happy be, All I needs to trinkee Is few leaves of tea With a drop of water No more than you meet In ze little holelets Made by chickens' feet. And as to my eatin' Weenty sings suffice, All I needs for dinner Iz a grain ob rice. Oh, I eat so little For my biggish size, I'ze just like a hound dog |
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