Waddledoo


Waddledoo, Waddledoo,
With that ragged old conscience of his?

Waddledoo, Waddledoo,
When the choices to make are all his.

Wadidedoo, Wadidedoo?
Was the epitaph written in stone.

Wadedondid, Wadedondid,
Was to leave the good choices alone.

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