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Professor, Professor!Professor Sweet's stuff
It was to be over the lane
We won't care for the rough
it's not sour, it's not tough
delectable the chew
under the very sun
shine so bright, can't you view
his radiant fun?
Professor Sweet, are you to beat
the plastic blade upon your nose?
tickle, tickle it to your toes;
upon your feet the tickle is sweet
Learning the oops! It's pickles and treats!
She wings along, flutter in flight
Professor! Professor! helps, sweetly,
to fly a kite!