| Roly Poly, eatin' corn and taters
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| Hungry every minute of the day
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| Roly poly, gnawin' on a bisquit
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| Long as he can chew it it’s ok
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| He can eat an aple pie
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| And never bat an eye
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| He likes everything from soup to hay
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| Roly Poly, daddy’s little fatty
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| Bet he’s gonna be a man someday
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| Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast
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| Bread and jelly 20 times a day
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| Roly Poly, eats a hearty dinner
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| It takes lots of strength to run and play
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| Pulls up weeds and does the chores
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| Runs both ways top all the stores
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| He works up an appitite that way
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| Roly Poly, daddy’s little fatty
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| Bet he’s gonna be a man someday |