Without a Poem
Sunday, January 24, 2016
I can always turn to scat
When I find I have nothing to say
I can always turn to scat
Scoo-ba-dee-op
Za-zoo-ped-ee-wow
Da-dop-a-da-ee-op
Doo-waa.
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