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Once there was a man named Mr. Singalotter,
And oh, how he sang—louder and hotter!
He'd sing in the morning, he'd sing in the night,
He'd sing with such joy, it was quite the sight!
Mr. Singalotter sang in the shower,
He'd sing as he picked a daffodil flower.
He’d sing on a boat, he’d sing in a car,
He'd even sing to a bright yellow star!
He'd sing to the trees, and he'd sing to the bees
He'd sing to his elbows, and even his knees!
He sang to the clouds and sang to the sun,
For Mr. Singalotter thought singing was FUN!
The townsfolk would sigh, "Here he comes again
Singing his songs in the snow and the rain!"
But no one could stop him, no matter the plea,
For Singalotter sang as wild as the sea.
One day a cow said, "Please, take a pause!
I’m tired of hearing your song about straws!"
But Singalotter grinned and sang with pride,
“You’ll love it more, the thousandth time!”
The people all gathered to ask him to quit,
But Singalotter wouldn’t stop—not one bit!
So the town made a choice—they’d sing along,
They’d all join in his marvelous song!
They sang in the school, they sang in the square,
They sang while eating their lunchtime fare.
They sang with the birds, they sang with the breeze,
They even sang softly while planting some peas.
Now, when you visit the land of a lotter,
You’ll meet Mr. Singalotter—he’s quite the plotter!
For he’s made the whole town a chorus, you see,
Singing and dancing in perfect harmony!
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