| Ramona lived just down the hill from us
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| She kept the house ger mother drove the bus
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| (An old yellow school bus)
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| Ramona had a handicap the neighborhood knew well
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| Ramona couldn’t speak or couldn’t spell
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| (And that left Ramona at a
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| Considerable disadvantage among the more fluent)
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| Although she couldn’t write or couldn’t talk
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| Ramona really had a pretty walk
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| (A four letter figure)
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| Because she couldn’t write or speak nobody asked her out
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| But «bad-eye» Thompson hung around the house
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| (He was what you’d call a
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| Familiar figure in the neighborhood)
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| Well I guess their handicaps were common ground
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| Cause «bad-eye» Thompson always hung around
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| He could squint that eye and spit tobacco thirty feet
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| Ramona always grinned and stomped her feat
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| (Because, to Ramona this was one of
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| The finer things in life)
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| One day Ramona found herself with child
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| She couldn’t speak. |
| Her mom was going wild
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| Confusion reigned for half a day as one could understand
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| The county judge came down to lend a hand
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| (And I think it should be noted in
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| The interest of justice that the judge
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| Was acting in a strictly unofficial Capacity)
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| The neighbors gathered 'round Ramona’s porch
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| The judge said, «Understand, this is not a court»
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| Ramona squealed as all the breathless neighbors gathered 'round
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| Then closed one eye and (puh-tui) spat upon the ground
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| (And it’s a familiar old phrase that
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| «Birds of a feather will flock together»
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| And justice will be done) |