A RHYME A DAY, MAKE THE SAD FACE GO AWAY : ONE MISTY, MOIST MORNING.
ONE MISTY, MOIST MORNING
One misty, moist morning
When the cloud was the weather
There I met an old man
All clothed in leather
He began to compliment
And I began to grin
How do you do?
And how do you do?
And how do you do AGAIN!
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