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Candy A'int Dandy
Some people think That working with candy Is absolutely fantastic And scrumptiously dandy The first day is fine Just glad to be there Sweet puffs of sugar Eat without care Work awhile though And up pop some wrinkles No not peanut brittle A boss named Mr. Sprinkles The baker is fine The petit-fors great Can't stay there For the wash pot I'm late I work to get done Now run down and tired Mr. Sprinkles walks in Says "You're gonna get fired" Yes SIR, Mr. Sprinkles I'll work till Three Then walk out the door shouting It's sweeter to be free
This was just for fun.
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