It's raining, it's pouring The old man is snoring He went to bed and he bumped his head And couldn't get up in the morning.
How dare my Auntie eat in front of me and not share
I'm ready with my mouth open wide.
Bandit's worried that I am crying for her to feed me.
This is what she gave me instead.
I got my wish she fed me milk, now nap time.
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