Happy family, one hand clap, four went by and
none come back.
Brother Judas, ash and sack, swallowed aphrodisiac.
Rufus, Silas, Jonah too sang, "We'll blow our own
canoes,"
Poked a finger in the zoo, punctured all the ballyhoo
Whipped the world and beat the clock, wound up
with their share of stock.
Silver Rolls from golden rock, shaken by a knock,
knock, knock.
Happy family, wave that grin, what goes round
must surely spin;
Cheesecake, mousetrap, Grip-Pipe-Thynne cried out,
"We're not Rin Tin Tin."
Uncle Rufus grew his nose, threw away his circus
clothes
Cousin Silas grew a beard, drew another flask of
weird
Nasty Jonah grew a wife, Judas drew his pruning
knife.
Happy family one hand clap, four went on but none
came back
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Happy family, pale applause, each to his revolving
doors.
Silas searching, Rufus neat, Jonah caustic, Jude
so sweet.
Let their sergeant mirror spin if we lose the barbers
win;
Happy family one hand clap, four went on but none
came back