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I remember helping bake With my Granny....Elisie Boone She always said Whoever makes the mess Gets to lick the spoon I always liked to help her I'd go see her every week I liked that saying more than Turn the other cheek Granny always turned a phrase And whistled a sweet tune And whenever I helped make a mess I got to lick the spoon Time passed and my Grannies gone But one thing still has clicked whoever makes the mess still has To make sure the spoon gets licked Whether in the kitchen making cookies or a cake or ******** up with something else I don't care what it may take If you're the one who made the mess you get what you deserve It's your **** job to lick the spoon No matter what gets served Good advice, it don't come cheap But good advice ....it stays And lick the spoon is good advice From back in grannies days It doesn't matter what happened I don't care how it tastes You made the mess, now lick the spoon Good advice don't go to waste I still think of my granny When I whistle that sweet tune Remember, boy...you made the mess Now...you've got to lick the spoon!
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC
You've got to lick the spoon
I remember helping bake With my Granny....Elisie Boone She always said Whoever makes the mess Gets to lick the spoon I always liked to help her I'd go see her every week I liked that saying more than Turn the other cheek Granny always turned a phrase And whistled a sweet tune And whenever I helped make a mess I got to lick the spoon Time passed and my Grannies gone But one thing still has clicked whoever makes the mess still has To make sure the spoon gets licked Whether in the kitchen making cookies or a cake or ******** up with something else I don't care what it may take If you're the one who made the mess you get what you deserve It's your **** job to lick the spoon No matter what gets served Good advice, it don't come cheap But good advice ....it stays And lick the spoon is good advice From back in grannies days It doesn't matter what happened I don't care how it tastes You made the mess, now lick the spoon Good advice don't go to waste I still think of my granny When I whistle that sweet tune Remember, boy...you made the mess Now...you've got to lick the spoon!
roger-turner
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC
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