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My parents must❝ve disliked me. they left me in the lurch
Packed me in a basket which was left in a church
It was found by a nun
Who took one peep and run
Screaming ❝there❝s an eye in the middle of his head!❝
The man in charge reflected and then to me he said,
❝all men are born equal. you can earn your daily bread;
Go now to the belfry
Where the bats are blind and can❝t see
There❝s an eye in the middle of your head.❝
I sat there in the gloom, thought about my lousy luck;
At least if your body❝s offensive then your clothes cover it up
But my forehead is quite smooth
Except for one circular groove
And that❝s the eye in the middle of my head.
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