| Mrs. Toad baked some cookies
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| And Mr. Toad had a ball
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| But when he finished eating the green sugar cookies
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| Well his tummy couldn’t hold them all
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| Oh no No his tummy couldn’t hold them all
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| Ooh good is good and bad is bad
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| As any baker knows
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| But too too much good can be as sadly sad
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| As too much bad you know
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| Mrs. Crow fancied flowers
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| She picked them in fields windblown
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| But when she’d filled her vases with beautiful blossoms
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| Well there wasn’t any left to grow
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| Oh no No there wasn’t any left to grow
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| Ooh good is good and bad is bad
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| As any gardener knows
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| But too too much good can be as sadly sad
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| As too much bad you know
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| Do you wonder will tomorrow be a better place
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| Well that only time can show
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| But if we put our heads into a better space
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| Then maybe we could make it so Oh
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| Mrs. Toad baked some cookies
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| And Mr. Toad had a ball
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| But when he finished eating the green sugar cookies
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| Well his tummy couldn’t hold them all
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| Oh no No his tummy couldn’t hold them all
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| And we say
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| Ooh good is good and bad is bad
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| As anybody knows
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| But too too much good can be as sadly sad
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| As too much bad you know |