When I went to kindergarden, all the other kids where there. Oh!! I hated kindergarden. All the other kids where there. Cold and lonely. All I wanted was was to go home, and leave the kindergarden: all the other kids where there.
There’s this town in Oklahoma famous for its bad aroma, where they closed the public library on demand. – Learnin’ ain’t no thing we’re needin’ Waste away your time with readin’, still you only got five fingers on your hand.
Count them four times! That’s a twenty. No more numbers, those are plenty: You came walzin’ in on a count of three. Our church it has a bell; a dome; a bible. Here in Oklahoma, we keep the bible under lock and key.
From the mountain over yonder you can see my neighbours Honda and maybe, you could wish upon a star. No-one here has no such longing. As Jesus said, there is no wrong in loving thy neighbour from afar.