Not sure these Procol Harum lyrics would float today — unless for a certain someone who just ran for President
Simple sister
Got whooping cough
Have to burn her toys
Take her treats
Eat her sweets
Scare off all the boys
Simple sister
Got whooping cough
Have to shut her out
Wear her clothes
Steal her bows
Tell her that she’s stout
Simple sister
Got whooping cough
Lock her in a cell
Throw the key
Into the sea
Hope she never gets well

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