Two old nursery rhymes with some updating.
A tisket a tasket
A head is in the basket.
It was chopped off
By a guy named Freddie.
Now I have no head for my poor, little Teddy.
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Was the King of Soul.
He was a real hip cat.
Just listen to him rap.
“Get me my pipe.
Come on that’s right.
I want my bowl.
Come on lets go.
And bring my guitarists three.
Oh yeah just let me be.”
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