Concentrate – What is your fate?
Just think it up and drink your cup
Indulge in large, just like a sarge
And beat the odds by sticking rods
What is the feat of rising seat?
It’s up on throne for which you’re blown
One great wonder of the world
It makes my loathsome toes to curl
Stepping lightly on the stage
I want you to for once engage
In star-studded gala…grand event
To see the skill of which I’m bent
Ladies and gentlemen, boys & girls
See how my lovely brow will furl
To concoct a dish as sweet as candy
Raggedy Ann or Raggedy Andy
What of this, ‘Come One, Come All!’?
Don’t know, why not have a ball?!
And come to see, Amaze your eyes
Snake they’re not, so don’t be shy!
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