The Poopy Otter Song
Sleeps all day, cries all night,
Locks her legs, puts up a fight.
Hates the bath, can’t do math,
Hopefully she’ll turn out right.
Oh Poopy Otter, so glad we got her,
But we’re not really sure we want another.
Oh Pukey Otter, who hates the water,
Please don’t say you want a little brother.
The dog is sad, she drives him mad,
If she were food, wouldn’t be too bad.
Cries every day, from 6 to 8,
Until she’s swaddled by her dad.
Oh Chicken Otter, you teeter-totter,
But you won’t fall ‘cause you’re caught by your mother.
Oh Sleepy Otter, our only daughter,
We would never trade you for another.
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