Clik clique (“I’m Rodenti-cuss!”)
¶ 1
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“Hoots mon, there’s a moose loose aboot this hoose
Hoots mon, it’s a braw, bricht, moonlicht nicht”
¶ 2
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Boots on, and run amok
Me and the gang, and sous-chef shock!
¶ 3
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Boots on, and awa’ thrae the grass
Me and the gang, chasing a Fernandez pass
¶ 4
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Boots on, as we head tae goal
Us or the Reds – taps aff, who’s got more soul?
¶ 5
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Pens out – and I get to scribble….
Pen given, as a chaser interrupts my dribble!!
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