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Diddle Diddle Dumpling, My husband Steve
Lost his keys on Christmas Eve Were they in the kitchen? Where I can’t conceive! Diddle Diddle Dumpling, My husband Steve Diddle Diddle Dumpling, what a nut He dropped the keys as the door slammed shut Husband outside, door locked shut Diddle Diddle Dumpling, what a nut Diddle Diddle Dumpling, My husband Steve Found his keys on New Year’s Eve They slid under the fridge as he went to leave Diddle Diddle Dumpling, My husband Steve Based on http://www.rhymes.org.uk/diddle_diddle_dumpling.htm
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