Veruca Salt, the little brute,
has just gone down the garbage chute,
And she will meet as she descends,
a rather different set of friends,
has just gone down the garbage chute,
And she will meet as she descends,
a rather different set of friends,
a rather different set of frinds...
a rather different set of frinds...
A fish head for example cut,
this morning from a halibut,
An oyster from an oyster stew,
a steak that no one else would chew.
And lots of other things as well,
each with its rather horrid smell.
These are Veruca's new found friends that she will meet
as she descends. These are Veruca's new found friends...
Who went and spoiled her, who indeed?
Who pandered to her every need?
Who turned her into such a brat?
Who are the culprits, who did that?
The guilty ones, now this sad
Are old mom, and loving dad.
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