I helped her bake and stir and mix.
I put the chocolate in my mouth.
I spread it on me, north and south.
It's in my hair and up my nose.
It's on my fingers, on my toes.
The chocolate's gone inside my ear;
It makes it kind of hard to hear.
My tummy's clean. It's pink as rose,
Cause it was covered by my clothes.
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