What-cha-ma-call

There’s a man who often walks our street,
He’s got chickens legs and two webbed feet,
He’s got bees knees and ostrich thighs,
With fishes lips and two cats eyes.
He’s got camels humps and fruit bats wings,
And on his head two antler things,
We don’t think he’s a man at all,
We call him crazy what-cha-ma-call.

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