Another beauty: The umbrella, by Bruce Goodman I wish to tell you about my favourite thing, With a hey-nonny-no, It’s about my umbrella I wish to sing Hey ding a ding, ding. I stick my umbrella up a lot With a hey-nonny-no, Whether it’s raining or not Hey ding a ding, ding. The other day it hosed down With a hey-nonny-no, Just as I was leaving to go to town Hey ding a ding, ding. Suddenly a gust of wind blew it inside out. I started to twist and shout. What the hell is this all about? I was getting wet. No doubt. I hope I don’t get gout. Hey ding a ding, ding. My love for my umbrella was just recently awoken. Now it’s broken And I’m soakin’.
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