Hickory Dickory dock
I can't find my socks
my mom washed a pair
and put them there
in my bare feet, I'm locked
Hickory Dickory dock
I shouldn't have ate that rock
in my stomach it lays
I hope and I pray
it doesn't come out as a block
Hickory Dickory dock
I like to listen to Bach
the melodies play
and take me away
dreaming of runaway socks
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC
Hickory Dickory dock
I can't find my socks
my mom washed a pair
and put them there
in my bare feet, I'm locked
Hickory Dickory dock
I shouldn't have ate that rock
in my stomach it lays
I hope and I pray
it doesn't come out as a block
Hickory Dickory dock
I like to listen to Bach
the melodies play
and take me away
dreaming of runaway socks
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