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As I was going to St. Pete,
I met a man with forty feet,
And...
nah... start over...
As I was going to Frankenmuth,
I met a man with forty tooth,
nah... doesn't work... try again...
As I was going to St. Claire Shores,
I met a man with forty wh...
oops
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As I was picking at my nose,
I saw a man with forty toes.
I asked, "Don't your toes make you hobble?"
He answered, "Don't you really need a shovel?"
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re #0: so what did he do with the fourty whoops?
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