Peter Piper picked a peck
Now the kid's a nervous wreck
When you pick a peck, you're dead
If the fame goes to your head
Keep it hidden
That's what he did
That Sunday's kid
Mary Mary,
quite contrary Had a garden,
oh so hairy
She grew bells and cockle shells If you buy that,
you're not well
Keep it hidden
That's what she did
That Sunday's kid
Jack and Jill,
they fetched some water Jackie ventured where he shouldn't order
Jill turned around and broke his crown I would say she put him down
Keep it hidden
Don't you know he did
That Sunday's kid
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