There she goes on her toes,
All dressed up in her Sunday clothes,
Ain’t she neat, ain’t she sweet,
She has brand new stockings,
And nice big clumsy feet.
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_There are a lot of towns in this country that don’t bury their dead.
They just let ’em walk around._
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Mr. and Mrs. Fish wish to announce the arrival of a couple of bouncing
minnows.
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_Musicians have an easy job. While they’re at work they’re only playing._
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I asked the boy across from my farm what he got for planting potatoes. He
said, “I don’t get nothin’ when I do, but I get hell when I don’t.”
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I got a fellow so drunk last night that it took three bell boys to put me
to bed.
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Wanted: Man to drive. Must bring hammer and nails.
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Hey, Eddie!
Eddie was great at a party. In fact, you couldn’t have a party without
him. He was a great mixer.
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