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Intent on turning red to green |
[Helen Owly] |
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He pulled upon the pin |
[Helen Owly] |
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And there before them all--a scene |
[Francine] |
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That shocked his kith and kin |
[Francine] |
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The granny waiting there to cross |
[Helen Owly] |
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Was sent to meet her maker |
[Helen Owly] |
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The crew they sent to bag her dross |
[Helen Owly] |
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Refused forthwith to take her |
[Helen Owly] |
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Embrarrassed then and feeling sick |
[Francine] |
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His face turned red then green |
[Francine] |
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And having done the color trick |
[Kansas Sam] |
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He forthwith fled the scene |
[Kansas Sam] |
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Content with changing gold to lead, |
[Will H] |
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He sought a higher calling |
[Francine] |
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"Who'd hire you?" asked brother, Fred, |
[Francine] |
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"Your resume's appalling" |
[Francine] |
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'Twas true enough: the ink was white, |
[Helen Owly] |
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The paper black as coal |
[Helen Owly] |
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Yet claims he'd turned the day to night |
[Helen Owly] |
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Seemed flimsy, on the whole |
[Helen Owly] |
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And so he turned himself about, |
[Francine] |
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And went from red to green |
[Francine] |
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But when he then turned inside-out |
[Francine] |
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No longer was he seen |
[Francine] |