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Hurry, Worry, Blurry

Hurry, hurry, hurry does me.
Can’t stop me hurry
‘Til all is done.

Worry, worry, worry does me.
Won’t end me worry
‘Til troubles are gone.

Blurry, blurry, blurry me days.
Stitched altogether
‘Til they feel like one.

Hurry, Worry, Blurry does me.
So full wit’ urry orries
That me life’s no more fun.

Hurry, Worry, BlurrySusan, Swimming in the Mud

8 thoughts on “Hurry, Worry, Blurry

  1. Sounds like JA MAA CA talk! Very cute…… I say “the woman piava and the man piava and the tom,tom, coalbaka lemongrass…Lilyroot, gullyroot, bellyroot….UUH….and the thermos granny scratch, scratch!

    :):)

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