She was play-aying
Wi-ith her
re-ed balloo-oon
Tossing it u-u-up
Into the air-air
Throwing and kicking
And blowing and punching
And
running and jumping
And skipping and
putting it
Onto her head
It
was the be-est frie-iend
She e-ever
ha-ad
She never see-eemed
To ever
get tired of
Throwing and kicking
And blowing and punching
And running
and jumping
And skipping and putting it
Onto her head
But, balloo-oons
ha-ave
A very short li-ife
She
didn't do-oo
Anything wro-ong
But
sa-ad my frie-iend
I ha-ave to say-ay
At twe-elve o'clo-ock
On the very next
day-ay
Her balloon went [bang]
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