Roly Poly Eatin' corn and taters Hungry every minute of the day Roly Poly Gnawin' on a biscuit As long as he can chew it it's okay He can eat an apple pie And never even bat an eye He likes anything from soup to hay Roly Poly Daddy's little fatty I bet he's gonna be a man someday Roly Poly Scrambled eggs for breakfast Bread and jelly twenty times a day Roly Poly He eats a hearty dinner He needs lots of strength to sing and play He's up at dawn to do the chores And he runs both ways through all the stores He works up an appetite that way Roly Poly Daddy's little fatty
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