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A little chicken said to her mama...
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| There is something I am curious about, and now, I'm gonna ask it. | |
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| Every year at Easter time, candy eggs fill my basket. And Mom, what I'd like to know is, Where do candy eggs come from? | |
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To the little chicken, the old hen replied...
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| You know, dear, there are candy rabbits, and I suppose, that's where candy eggs come from. But please don't ask me to explain how the little rabbits get their eggs wrapped in cellophane. | |
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| Keep Dialing and Smiling! Bye-Bye Now! | |
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