Egads, my mother used to sing this over the cooker every Sunday for years.
Even her parrot learned it in later years, along with the phone ring and an uncanny Hilda Odgen impression.
Egads, my mother used to sing this over the cooker every Sunday for years.
Even her parrot learned it in later years, along with the phone ring and an uncanny Hilda Odgen impression.
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