plume
de terre
All I want is your
potatoes,
That's all I want,
that's all I want.
Green fields to
wonder
through, and ask of what
they grow.
I'm going to get
me
mine,
I'm going to get
me
mine,
I'm going to get
me mine,
I'm going to TAKE
YOURS.
All I want is your
potatoes,
That's all I want,
that's all I want. |
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