Behold you know who
Performing the kotoo And making as a gift As much as he can lift Of frankincense and spice, And such thing as nice is. don't stare But hear his prayer. |
Oh alma mater
Mother dear Now in thy fifth year Please to forgive this nonsense And take it as a symbol That my head's as empty as a thimble Or else I'd send a better Birthday letter. |
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