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Mar 2010
there was a scottish mouse he wore tartan suit
he loved to play a tune on his little flute
he wandered through the glen and played a little tune
happily he wandered underneath the moon
he was very happy as happy as can be
strolling as he goes to his melody
he liked to play for hours until the break of day
then he would go to sleep and put his flute away.
Written by
william worthless
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