Ippity Uppity

Ippitty uppity  way down by the pond,
A  little wee faerie is waving her wand.
Her gestures are big and they're grand,
But she's just getting a wart off her hand!

Ippitty uppity home from the zoo,
I met a man who played the kazoo.
He smiled and wiggled his nose,
Then he danced around on his toes!

Ippitty uppity  and lickity split,
My little brother is throwing a fit.
He jumps up and down in the air,
So I grab the little brat by the hair!

The End

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