But still I'm called Buttercup --
poor Little Buttercup, Sweet Little Buttercup
I! |
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A many years ago, When I was young
and charming,
As some of you may know, I practised
baby-farming. |
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Fair moon, to thee I sing, Bright
regent of the heavens, |
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Captain: Ah! Little Buttercup, still
on board? That is not quite right, little
one |
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Kind Captain, I've important
information, Sing hey, the kind commander that
you are. |
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I copied all the letters in a hand
so free, That now I am the Ruler of the
Queen's Navee! |
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My gallant crew, good
morning. |
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