Happy, comfy, and frumpy am I
Watching blue skies through the trees so high
The clouds are as fluffy as lemon meringue pie
Yes happy, comfy, and frumpy am I
Smooth and gentle the breeze it does blow
Hyacinths are smiling at me from below
Soon the green grass will start to grow
High enough for us to mow
Happy comfy and frumpy am I
Watching blue skies through the trees so high
The clouds are as fluffy as lemon meringue pie
Yes happy, comfy, and frumpy am I
The wind chimes blow melodic and slow
Birds on the wing leaving songs as they go
Where they are going I really don't know
But like Peter Pan I just gotta crow!
Happy, comfy, and frumpy am I
Watching blue skies through the trees so high
The clouds are as fluffy as lemon meringue pie
Yes happy, comfy, and frumpy am I!
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