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"Rhythm for everyone!"
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Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'tis naught, but bad luck
To fuck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
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