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he has got a rutabaga butt

He’s got a rutabaga butt, a rutabaga butt. My cousin has certainly got a rutabaga butt! Jerry was singing this loudly and proudly, like a clown. We could hear it coming, going and upside down. I felt sorry for his cousin though we had never met. You might hurt his feelings I told Jerry; better stop it. He kept singing, "he’s got a rutabaga butt, and a giant gut! My cousin Jed has the world’s larges rutabaga butt." Horrified now, I insisted on meeting Jerry’s cousin Jed. He is a rotund guy with diverse coloring and a tiny head. His body is made of a rutabaga, so the sound now makes sense. I have not been able to stop singing this silly song ever since.

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