Franklin Franklin Feather-Bottom
Wants rollerskates, but he hasn’t got’em
So he straps on a helmet he made with a box
And then he takes butter, and greases his socks
He bends on the sidewalk so his body is lowered
And he grabs on the fence and pulls himself forward
When that doesn’t work, he climbs up a slide
And then he stands up and he tries to ride
When that doesn’t work, he ties a rope to a car
And he starts really fast, but he doesn’t get far
Poor Franklin Franklin Feather-Bottom
Now he needs crutches, but he hasn’t got’em.

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