[Lyle]
Dear Monks, Dear Monks, what can I say?
My friends have taken your things away
Dear Monks, Dear Monks, what can I do?
I've come to bring some back to you
I cannot make it all come back
For they are bigger and older
But I'll share what I have in my little sack, and a few of my own potholders!
[Pa Grape]
Aye... It's the thought that counts
Dear little Viking boy...
[Lyle]
You can call me Lyle
[Pa Grape]
Oh, okay. (clears throat)
Dear Lyle, Dear Lyle, we like your style!
For we were all despairing
But you rowed your boat for plenty a mile
To practice an act of sharing
Boys?
Dear Monks, Dear Monks, what can I say?
My friends have taken your things away
Dear Monks, Dear Monks, what can I do?
I've come to bring some back to you
I cannot make it all come back
For they are bigger and older
But I'll share what I have in my little sack, and a few of my own potholders!
[Pa Grape]
Aye... It's the thought that counts
Dear little Viking boy...
[Lyle]
You can call me Lyle
[Pa Grape]
Oh, okay. (clears throat)
Dear Lyle, Dear Lyle, we like your style!
For we were all despairing
But you rowed your boat for plenty a mile
To practice an act of sharing
Boys?
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