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Rannato at the grotto
Stole a pipe from Divo
Stuck it down his pants
The women went into a trace
The men chased him thus

Poor Rannato!

Rannato at the fair
Everyone stared
He had fell down
Into the lions dust
The lion chased him thus

Poor Rannato!

Rannato at work,
being a jerk
Had to much fun,
with the aupair
With a lot of cuss
The owner chased him thus

Poor Rannato!

Rannato at home,
The day was looking dim
Rannato had always been
He went to his mamma
He spat in her pastrami
Mamma chased him thus

Mamma was very fast,
faster than the men
faster than the lion
faster than the owner
She caught him thus
So Rannato cryed as
she tore his side
Thus, thus

Poor Rannato!

Cynthia Yildirim


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