C'mon kiddies gather round. Who's your foremost friend in town?
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From main to maple the name resounds, Professor Nutbutter.
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He's the one, the humble one, the Barkley County prodigal son.
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Here to serve only you, Professor Nutbutter.
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At old Nutbutter's house of treats from jellied jams to sacks of
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sweets,
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There's creamy and nutatious spreads for all.
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Chemist, master of entomology the professor for a modest fee
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Will cure what ails you, guaranteed Professor Nutbutter.
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It's alright, don't fear the worm.
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C'mon kiddies don't be shy be youthful til the day you die.
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The man the myth, the magic of Professor Nutbutter.
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He's the one the only one the Meeklybville prodigal son.
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Here to help us with ourselves, Professor Nutbutter
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It's alright to fear the worm.
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[It's all right to fear the worm. The worm, the worm is our friend.
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Um, but not all of the properties of the worm can be, uh, fully,
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fully, well, appreciated by the, uh, the human body itself, but, um
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it's, it's, it's, it's ok to, to fear the worm. Um, I, myself, have
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had no, uh, problems with the worm but in a certain situation, uh, I
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would feel like, what, what, uh, ramifications, um, could occur? Uh,
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there's, there's really no need to, uh, to fear much of anything, you
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know. Fear of the, fear of the temptation is a, more, probably, more,
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more, appropriate word in this particular scenario. Um, the, uh,
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well, It, depends on what you want, I suppose. It really depends on,
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on what you want.]
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