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Feb 2015
I always felt sorry for poor Eddie Yooper
who was bullied, and teased by mean Tommy Cooper
our school bus would bump up to his road
to a house that looked incredibly shabby n' old
Nine brothers, and sisters --
I think there were even more
they had goats walking in n' out a missing front door
and, little Eddie Yooper couldn't help that he was poor
One day I stood up to mean Tommy Cooper
That's when I yelled,
Knock it off - this has to end!
Eddie Yooper is cool, and he is my friend!
Now we're all grown up, and I'm happy to say
that all through the years --
he is my best friend to this day.
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Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove Feb. 15th, 2015
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