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  1. aha! that star!!! well thank you Jane , ZooGrammy and everyone previously explaining I finally see the light lol
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  2. I found this http://dragon.sleepdeprived.ca/songbook/songs5/S5_60.htm I first heard it when i was a child Worms Nobody likes me, everybody hates me I'm going down the garden to eat worms Long thin slimy ones, short fat fuzzy ones Ooey gooey, ooey gooey worms Long thin slimy ones slip down easily Short fat fuzzy ones don't Short fat fuzzy ones stick to your teeth And the juice goes (slurping noise) down your throat Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I think I'll go and eat worms, Short, fat, juicy ones, skinny winny winny ones, See how they squiggle and squirm. I bite off their heads and [slurping noise] out the juice And throw the skins away, Nobody knows how I survive On worms three times a day! Nobody loves me, everybody hates me Going down the garden to eat worms Big ones fat ones skinny ones slimy ones Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yum! Uup come the first one, uup comes the second one Uuuuup comes the third little worm Big ones fat ones, skinny ones, slimy ones Yukky, yukky,yukky, yukky, yuk! Here's yet another version of the song, sent to me by M. Park. Everybody hates me! Nobody likes (loves) me, I'm going outside to eat some worms. Chorus (Repeat after each verse): Long, slim slimy ones, Short, fat juicy ones, Itsy, bitsy, fuzzy, wuzzy worms. First you get a bucket, Then you get a shovel, Oh how they wiggle and squirm. Down goes the first one, Down goes the second one, Oh how they wiggle and squirm. Up comes the first one, Up comes the second one, Oh how they wiggle and squirm. Everybody likes me, Nobody hates me! Why did I eat those worms? First you bite the heads off, Then you suck the guts out. Then throw the rest away. Nobody knows how I survive On worms three times a day! And the words for the other quoted song from 1962 : Little Boxes words and music by Malvina Reynolds; Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky,1 Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes all the same. There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one, And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same. And the people in the houses All went to the university, Where they were put in boxes And they came out all the same, And there's doctors and lawyers, And business executives, And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same. And they all play on the golf course And drink their martinis dry, And they all have pretty children And the children go to school, And the children go to summer camp And then to the university, Where they are put in boxes And they come out all the same. And the boys go into business And marry and raise a family In boxes made of ticky tacky And they all look just the same. There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one, And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same.
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