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The Mysterious Fuzzy Fellow
Over the hills on a far-away island, a special fuzzy someone is dreaming the day away — or so some say.
Part One — One Day, Over the Hills
Over the hills and far away,
were two little lambs wanting to play
but deep down a hole called a burrow,
soundly slept a fuzzy fellow.
“Stop! Now can’t you see?”
cried he to the two little lambs,
Dolly and Pam,
with his hand in the air.
“It’s just not fair!
I’m trying to sleep down here,
so don’t come too near!”
“Frolic away, over the hills,
there in those fields,
you may play instead.
And there for your pleasure
and at your own leisure,
prance and dance.
There, a…









