The Pulp Poet Project, Dogged by the Curse,
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Sunday, December 19, 2010

All-a Wet-a

A round, to the tune of Frère Jacques.
When you’re bored silly and it’s cold outside.


All-a wet-a, All-a wet-a
Could be ice, could be ice
Kinda wish it melted, kinda wish it melted
Would be nice, would be nice

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