May 2018
I’ve got all my fingers,
The knife goes CHOP CHOP CHOP
If I miss the spaces in between,
My fingers will come off!
Slit, slit, slit, slit, slit, slit, slit,
I’m picking up the speed.
If I miss the spaces in between,
My wrists will surely bleed.
The knife goes CHOP CHOP CHOP
If I miss the spaces in between,
My fingers will come off!
Slit, slit, slit, slit, slit, slit, slit,
I’m picking up the speed.
If I miss the spaces in between,
My wrists will surely bleed.
everyone knows the song from the game we played with pencils on a classroom desk. some of us have grown out of it.
