Hurry, Scurry, Wrinkle Your Nose
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Hurry scurry, wrinkle your nose,
Harem scarem, wiggle your toes;
For each thing's connected to every other-
The Earth is everyone's old grandmother.
Bubble bubble, stir in some trouble,
Soon the pot is bound to be double;
And I've a twin who lives in the mirror-
She rushes to meet me when I come near.
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