Nothing matters when we're dancing

! Mother Goose !

One misty moisty morning,

When cloudy was the weather,

I chanced to meet an old man,

Clothed all in leather.

He began to compliment

And I began to grin.

How do you do? And how do you do?

And how do you do again?

dang momma.
go sit on your egg.
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