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Butter Boy

Butter Boy, Buddy Boy

Spread him on your bready boy

An airy, fairly dairy boy

Is little Mr Butter Boy

 

The son of a churn

He used to yearn

To be like the other boys when he learned

That his was an unusual face

Because his mother was a wooden barrel

And not one of the human race

 

A confused life he had and when summer came

He must have been mad and the sun was to blame

He decided he would go and work on his tan

Melting himself, which ended his plan

 

Butter Boy, poor Buddy Boy

I spread him on my bread with joy

A spreadable, edible dairy boy

Was little Mr Butter Boy.

 


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