Thirty days have Septober, April, June and Nowonder, All the rest have peanut bu*ter All except my dear grandmother She had a little red tricycle I stole it hahahaha I am in love with my little red tricycle It has pedals, and a seat that has springs And wheels that have spokes That don't speak 'til they're spoken to And a little bell that I can ring See? See? Thirty days have Septober,
April, June and Nowonder, All the rest have peanut bu*ter All except my dear grandmother She had a little red tricycle It's mine now hahahahahaha When I am riding my little red tricycle Why do people always stop and ask me, "Why must you ride on that little red tricycle At your age, you know you're forty-three?" I didn't really steal the tricycle from my grandmother It followed me home