The Itsy Bitsy spider
Climbed up the robe I wore.
Down came my hand
To squish him on the floor.
Out came the Benadryl
To help relieve the pain,
And the itsy-bitsy spider
Better not ever, EVER come near
Miss Brenda or anything she might
be wearing ever, EVER again.
Down came my hand
To squish him on the floor.
Out came the Benadryl
To help relieve the pain,
And the itsy-bitsy spider
Better not ever, EVER come near
Miss Brenda or anything she might
be wearing ever, EVER again.
1 comment:
Are those the streaks you were talking about? Yeah, they don't look good. Wow.
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