| One fine day in early spring, I played a funny trick
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| Right in the yard behind our house, I planted a lollipop stick
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| And everyday I watered it well and watched it carefully
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| I hoped one day that stick would grow to be a lollipop tree
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| Ha, ha, ha
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| Ho, ho, ho
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| Oh what a sight to see
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| In my lollipop, lollipop, lolli, lolli, lollipop tree
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| Ha, ha, ha
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| Ho, ho, ho
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| What a sight to see
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| Me and my lollipop, lollipop, lolli, lolli, lollipop tree
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| Then one day I woke to find a very lovely sight
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| A tree all full of lollipops had grown in the dark of the night
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| I sat beneath that wonderful tree and looked up with a grin
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| And when I opened up my mouth a pop would drop right in
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| Ha, ha, ha
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| Ho, ho, ho
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| What a place to be
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| Under the lollipop, lollipop, lolli, lolli, lollipop tree
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| Winter came and days grew cold as winter days will do
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| On my tree, my lovely tree, not one little lollipop grew
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| From every branch an icicle hung, the twigs were bare as bones
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| But when I broke the icicles off, they turned to ice cream cones
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| Ha, ha, ha
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| Ho, ho, ho
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| How my eyes could believe
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| Under the lollipop, lollipop, lolli, lolli, lollipop tree
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| Ha, ha, ha
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| Ho, ho, ho
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| What a sight to see
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| Me and my lollipop, lollipop, lollipop, lollipop, tree! |