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I wiggle my toes and tell them I love them. Five little soldiers, all in a line That is, on Monday. On Tuesday they're all little piggies going to the market; and we all ate roast beef for dinner. (but one little piggy had none). On Wednesday, they are all toes again.
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Aug 26, 2010
Aug 26, 2010 at 2:51 PM UTC
Roast Beef
I wiggle my toes and tell them I love them. Five little soldiers, all in a line That is, on Monday. On Tuesday they're all little piggies going to the market; and we all ate roast beef for dinner. (but one little piggy had none). On Wednesday, they are all toes again.
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Aug 26, 2010
Aug 26, 2010 at 2:51 PM UTC
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