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Sarah Morgan

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I think my father (or maybe my grandfather, since it has ethnic slurs, and Papa was great for them) must have taught me this song when I was really, really little, but I’ve had the chorus (all I ever knew) stuck in my head for hours, ever since I sent an email to a Ms. Murphy.

in Mrs. Murphy’s chooooooooowder

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