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Hello muddah, hello faddah Here I am at Camp Granada Camp is very entertaining And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining. I went hiking with Joe Spivy He developed poison ivy You remember Leonard Skinner He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner. Take me home, oh muddah, faddah Take me home, I hate Granada Don't leave me out in the forest where I might get eaten by a bear. All the counselors hate the waiters And the lake has alligators And the head coach wants no sissies So he reads to us from something called Ulysses. How I don't want this should scare ya But my bunkmate has malaria You remember Jeffrey Hardy They're about to organize a searching party. Take me home...I promise I will not make noise Or mess the house with other boys. Oh please don't make me stay I've been here one whole day. Dearest faddah, darling muddah, How's my precious little bruddah Let me come home, if you miss me I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me. Wait a minute, it's stopped raining. Guys are swimming, guys are sailing Playing baseball, gee that's better Muddah, faddah kindly disregard this letter. http://www.niehs.nih.gov/kids/lyrics/granada.htm Whether the weather be hot, or whether the weather be not, we'll weather the weather, whatever the weather, Whether we like it or not! Red sky at night, shepherd's delight; red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning http://www.metoffice.com/education/primary/students/sayings.html On top of spaghetti All covered in cheese I lost my poor meatball When somebody sneezed It rolled off the table And onto the floor And then my poor meatball It rolled out the door It rolled down the garden And under a bush And then my poor meatball Was nothing but mush (Moral) If you have spaghetti All covered in cheese Hold onto your meatball 'cos someone might sneeze. http://www.sat.dundee.ac.uk/arb/durc/songs/phil.html Miss Mary Mac, Mac, Mac All dressed in black, black, black. With silver buttons, buttons, buttons All down her back, back, back. The asked her mother, mother, mother For 50 cents, cents, cents. To see the elephants, elephants, elephants Jump over the fence, fence, fence. They jumped so high, high, high They reached the sky, sky, sky They never came back, back, back Till the 4th of July, July, July. When they came back, back, back They sqashed Miss Mac, Mac, Mac And now she's dead, dead, dead And in her grave, grave, grave. That's the end, end, end Of this silly song, song, song And Miss Mac, Mac, Mac. http://alumni.media.mit.edu/~kristin/songbook/HandGames/MissMaryMac.html   |
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