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Booya There were squirrels And a Mig tree In Quispamsis, There were chairs And a place for sitting By the door And I had a hand waiting And a signal For the time machine But the front runner, Mulrooney Was back from the thirties And hit theoretical chemistry To save the McLaughlins From actual fear While the sun burned For Burin And that piece of butter Sitting inside the piano That altered the sound of the intermezzo