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Conrad's mother said Conrad dear |
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I must go out and leave you here. |
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but mind now, Conrad, what I say, |
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don't suck your thumbs while I'm away. |
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snip! snip |
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that great tall tailor, he always comes |
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for naughty boys who suck their thumbs |
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and ere they wonder what he's about, |
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he's got his great long scissors out. |
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snip snip the scissors go |
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and Conrad cries out oh! |
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snip snip they go so fast, |
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and Conrad's thumbs are off at last. |
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well,mama had scarcely turned her back, |
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when the thumbs were in , alack! alack! |
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the door burst open and in he ran, |
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that great long legged scissor man. |
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snip snip the scissors go |
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and Conrad cries out oh! |
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snip snip they go so fast, |
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and Conrad's thumbs are off at last. |
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well, mama comes home and there Conrad stands, |
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and he looks quite sad as he shows his hands, |
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Ha! Ha! said mama, I knew he'd come, |
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for naughty little suck-a-thumb. |
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CHORUS and Conrad breathes his last. |
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CHORUS and Conrad bleeds to death at last. |
