* * * I'd Rather Have Habits Than Clothes, For that's where my intellect shows. And as for my hair, Do you think I should care To comb it at night with my toes? I'd rather have ears than a nose, I'd rather have fingers than toes, But as for my hair: I'm glad it's all there; I'll be awfully sad when it goes. I wish that my Room had a Floor; I don't so much care for a Door, But this walking around Without touching the ground Is getting to be quite a bore! |
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