Cookie Jar

 

WHO put     cookies     the               jar?

          the   in       cookie

Was it YOU?

            wasn’t       wasn’t

                                        you              me.

WHO put     cookies     the               jar?

          the   in       cookie

Was it YOU?

            wasn’t       wasn’t

                                        you              me.

WHO put     cookies     the               jar?

          the   in       cookie

Was it YOU?

            wasn’t       wasn’t

                                        you              me.

WHO put     cookies     the               jar?

          the   in       cookie

Was it YOU?

            wasn’t       wasn’t

                                        you              me.

WHO put     cookies     the               jar?

          the   in       cookie

Was it YOU?

            wasn’t       wasn’t

                                        you              me.

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