Jeffrey Quattlebaum Biography

I knew a boy
that lived
under his bed
for a month
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One morning I awoke
And there on the foot of my bed
Sat a man of no more than a foot in height
He sat there smiling at me
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Come on in
We’re all friends
In this
We can understand
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I wish I wish
I was a little tiny
bumblebee
flying around in
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It's all down hill from here
Sonny Boy
Get that whoopin
go on home now
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