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Sung to the same tune you can sing every other lyrics to…..<\/i><\/p>\n
Alas, dear Jenn, you’ve done it now,
\nThis bad download e-mailed to me.
\nFor I have watched in shock and how,
\nDescribing in my misery.<\/p>\n
Chorus:
\nGreen-leaves were all I saw
\nGreen-leaves was my new plight,
\nGreen-leaves was my screen gone dark,
\n“Yatta!” shouts those in their green – leaves.<\/p>\n
Your links I’ve broken, like my eyes,
\nOh, why did you that send to me?
\nCulture shock’d, no longer world wise
\nBut my eyes still stare at… at…. at…<\/p>\n
GREEN-LEAVES were all I saw
\nGreen-leaves was my new plight,
\nGreen-leaves was my screen gone dark,
\n“Yatta!” shouts those in their green – leaves.<\/p>\n
© 2002 G. A. Tapolow, Apolo Producitons<\/p>\n