Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout
Would not take the garbage out
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,
Candy the yams and spice the hams
And though her daddy would scream and shout
She simply would not take the garbage out.
Would not take the garbage out
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,
Candy the yams and spice the hams
And though her daddy would scream and shout
She simply would not take the garbage out.
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