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Friday, 5 April 2013

Whoompy Doompy Doo


Whoompy Doompy Doo

There was a young boy from far far away,
Called Whoompy Doompy Doo.
And he would sit home and there he would stay,
A-Whoompy Doompy Doo.
A man came along and asked him his name,
It's Whoompy Doompy Doo.
Why have a name so long and so strange,
Young Whoompy Doompy Doo.
Whoompy stood up and loudly proclaimed,
Why'm Whoompy Doompy Doo.
You're quite a queer lad, so odd and so quaint,
Little Whoompy Doompy Doo.
You live all alone with nay a complaint,
Weird Whoompy Doompy Doo.
Yet when I come by and ask you your name,
A-Whoompy Doompy Doo.
You tell me it all not thinking it strange,
Poor Whoompy Doompy Doo.
For being so nice, you'll die by my blade,
Oh, Whoompy Doompy Doo.
Whoompy ran off and loudly exclaimed,
Please, Whoompy Doompy Don't!





By J. Barrett
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