| Kristofer David went walking one day
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| On a grassy knoll underneath the sun
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| He skipped through the carpet of daffodils and daisies
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| Lookin' for the ladybug of love
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| He met Spencer the spider, dressed all in black
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| Weaving his web of sorrow
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| «Have you seen the ladybug of love?»
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| «My web grumbled in and would not hold her»
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| Kristofer David went running on his way
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| He left Spencer dangling by a thread
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| He played with the branches of the trees bending gracefully
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| In the frisky spring-time wind
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| He found Selma the snail, hiding in a shell
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| And asked her if the ladybug was with her
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| «No» came a tiny voice shyly from within
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| «I'm only having tea with myself»
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| Kristofer David left Selma sadly slipping
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| Trough a field of blue-forget-me-nots
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| Then off to the quiet pond beyond the four-leaved-clover
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| Maybe there he’d find the ladybug of love
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| Just then Willard the wasp came swooping through the air
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| He bullied everybody with his stinger
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| «Have you seen the ladybug of love?»
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| «Love? |
| Now baby don’t you know that love can really sting you?»
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| Kristofer David left Willard preening proudly
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| There were the gold narcissus grow
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| He leaped over sticks and stones leading down a dusty road
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| Still lookin' for the ladybug of love
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| He met Gurdy the grasshopper, the biggest mouth around
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| Boring everybody with her gossip
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| «I've just seen that so called ladybug
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| Spreading her love much to freely»
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| Kristofer David left Gurdy green with envy
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| 'Cause the ladybug had love that she had not
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| Then he heard a small voice giggling
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| And looked upon his shoulder
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| There sat the ladybug of love
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| That’s when he knew she’d been with him all the time
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| 'Cause love’s with you anywhere you go
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| Then Kristofer David and the ladybug
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| Sailed off on a cloud made of love |