Oh they call him Wellington Womble
and he's ever-so-rather shy,
And he looks through great big spectacles
At the ever-so-azure sky.
And he's ever-so-rather brainy,
And he's ever-so-rather keen,
He's the ever-so-rathest, keenest, brainiest Womble you have seen.
and he's ever-so-rather shy,
And he looks through great big spectacles
At the ever-so-azure sky.
And he's ever-so-rather brainy,
And he's ever-so-rather keen,
He's the ever-so-rathest, keenest, brainiest Womble you have seen.
He's respectful and obedient,
And he does as he's always told
His great big cap and muffling scarf protect him from the cold.
And he's ever-so-softly spoken,
And he's ever-so-slightly small,
He's the ever-so-slightest, softest-spokenest Womble of them all.
Ooh, wombling along, wombling along.
Ooh, wombling along, wombling along...
Oh he's ever-so-conscientious,
Always wombling with a will
The care he takes would probably make a lesser Womble ill.
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