♪ Little critters come to play with me
♪ All the birdies are singing happily
♪ But don't you also think that they will, look prettier if they stay still?
♪ The flowers, red and yellow and blue
♪ I will pick the prettiest ones for you
♪ And make the perfect crown for your head
♪ And now all the flowers are dead!
♪ Vroom! Vroom! What a lovely sound this makes!
♪ Cutting everything that is in my wake
♪ But Father says this is not allowed
♪ So i guess i will stop this for now.
♪ No more critters come to play with me
♪ I can no longer hear the birdies melodies
♪ Well then, Snowball, lets go back inside
♪ I am happy to still be alive!
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