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What's The Matter With Henry?
What's the matter with Henry? He's jumping all around. His face is all contorted And he's making an awful sound. What's the matter with Henry? Now, he's rolling on the ground. He's pulling up his pant leg. I wonder what he found. Oh my, look at Henry! There's something in his hand. He's tossing it in the air. Wonder where it will land. I see a little mouse. It's running straight at me. Running past the gate And around that big old tree. What's the matter with me? I'm jumping all around. My face is all contorted And I'm making an awful sound.
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