Jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton...
I see the moon and the moon sees me...
Old MacDonald had a farm EIEIO...
Hippity hoppity easter’s on its way!...
Mulberry bush Pop goes the weasel...
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday Jules YAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!...
…And she’s OUT...
finally
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