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Terry Grosvenor
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Benjamin Jones
Benjamin Jones in confident tones Told his wife, 'On the fourth of July I think I'll compete In the free-for-all meet I bet I can win, if I try'
But his wife said, 'My word How very absurd You haven't been swimming for years With others so fast You're sure to be LAST And I'll blush to the tips of my ears'
Well, the Fourth quickly came And waiting acclaim Were wonderful swimmers galore Each poised in his place For the start of the race While spectators crowded the shore
The contest began And Benjy, poor man Was passed on the left and the right His pace was so slow That a crab saw his toe And thought it would venture a bite
Ben noticed the crab As it started to grab And-perhaps the result Can be guessed Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The thought of this toe In the claws of his foe Made him swim Like a swimmer possessed
And the crowd on the shore Sent up a great roar As Ben took the lead in the dash While his wife on the dock Received such a shock She fell in the lake with a splash
Yes, the crowd on the shore Sent up a great roar As Ben took the lead in the dash While his wife on the dock Received such a shock She fell in the lake with a splash
Ben, well he won the race But his wife, she made a big splash Ben, well he won the race But his wife, she made a big splash Ben, well he won the race, oh yes But his wife, she made a big splash Ben, well he won the race But his wife, she made a BIG splash
Based on a poem by Aileen Fisher
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