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Where would one be Without one’s hat Propped on one’s head To avoid all the splats On the bonce, down the neck On the brow and the nose But it is recommended One also wears clothes
The sou'wester is fine For a nut in a storm The barnet stays dry The lug-holes stay warm Fur-lined wellies, thick jumper Some gloves and a mac The complete attire For combating the cack
So out you go then Suitably adorned With your mutt close to heel Hey folks you've been warned Clear the path, warn the kids Hold your tongue, watch the goats There's a stalker about Toting titfer by Totes
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