Roly Poly
Eatin corn and taters
Hungry every
minute of the day
Roly Poly
Gnawin on a biscuit
As long as he can
chew it its okay
He can eat an apple pie
And never even bat an eye
He likes anything
from soup to hay
Roly Poly
Daddys little fatty
I bet hes gonna be a
man someday
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Roly Poly
Scrambled eggs
for breakfast
Bread and jelly
twenty times a day
Roly Poly
He eats a hearty dinner
He needs lots of
strength to sing and play
Hes up at dawn to
do the chores
And he runs both ways
through all the stores
He works up an
appetite that way
Roly Poly
Daddys little fatty
Fattys gonna be a
man someday