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As I was going to St Dee's
I met an Ooom upon his knees
His knees were bent upon a bench
The right height for the lusty wench
Whose Oooms were rather muffled by
The donkey with the wonky eye
They winked at me, I muttered "geez,
I'll never make it to St Dee's"
I met an Ooom upon his knees
His knees were bent upon a bench
The right height for the lusty wench
Whose Oooms were rather muffled by
The donkey with the wonky eye
They winked at me, I muttered "geez,
I'll never make it to St Dee's"
by Leanne on June 21 2008