Dec 29, 2006 13:03
Once upon a time, there was an unlucky girl.
All she wanted was to be happy. So she went to a clover field.
She found a one-leaf clover, but she dropped it on the road.
She found a two-leaf clover, but it slipped into the shadows.
She found a three leaf clover, but a witch hid it away.
She wanted to find a four-leaf clover, but she was too unlucky.
deidara,
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saya,
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Stray Dog walks the streets each day,
Collecting the peas as he walks to and fro;
Big peas, little peas, every which kind of pea.
Come Monday, he finds a pea.
Come Tuesday, he bags the pea.
Come Wednesday, he shows the pea to his son.
Come Thursday, the pea kicks and screams.
Come Friday, he grinds up the pea.
Come Saturday, he buries the pea outside; the pea is in the ground,
And by Sunday, it can't be found.
Good night, young pea... Good night, young pea.
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What's that go to do with gingerbread?
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