There's 20 of them.
Do you want to be black, or white
Because he's dead.
One is a whiny toddler, and the other is a tiny waddler!
They ain't private ears. (I don't care if a six year old came to this first thirty years ago, it just came to me.)
A Country
Well Son, if Mommy said yes all the time you'd have 20 more siblings.
