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I hurt me poor old knuckles
Knocking on the door.
I hurt me poor old knuckles
It felt so very sore.
I put on a bandage
I put on some cream.
I put on some mustard
Until it felt like steam.
I hurt my poor old knuckles
Although I'm only four.

Jesia Writes, July 1981

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