Chained Carousel

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This horse smells musty

Stand seats dusty

Heart beats slowly, chains pretty rusty

Forward, backwards, up and down

hold on tight, were Carousel bound.

Bow your head, down to the ground

all the way, Queen gets crowned

Plait your hair, close your eyes

seal your lips, can't be wise

cross your heart, make a wish

run far away, you broke the dish

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