I have a little cabbage,
And it has a little heart
That it uses to love me
With every single part.
My little cabbage is so pretty,
So intelligent, so smart,
And even can paint and draw and such,
'Cause my cabbage is good at art.
My little cabbage is wonderful,
Oh, where could I ever start?
If I tried to track her wonder
I'd soon run out of chart.
I have a little cabbage,
She rides in my cabbage cart,
And we goes ever on,
To the end of time we dart.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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