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To fool a pretty girl is not....
Too hard, with charm and grace....
For I fooled three just yesterday....
With a tick, a cull and a place....
Now a tick might be a little ant....
A’ crawling up a tree....
Or it might be the sound of a great big clock....
A’ staring at you and me....
A cull might be an ugly sheep....
That the farmer sent away....
Or it might be just an old orange peel....
From an orange you peeled one day....
A place is where, at the table you sit....
Or where you part your hair....
It could be here, it could be there....
It could be anywhere....
But how can you fool three pretty girls....
With a tick, a cull and a place?....
‘Cause when you say them all real fast....
It comes out...
tickle place!....
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