Snoodles come from Bentwick A town just south of here As far as anyone knew There were only two Snoodles from year to year. So, no-one seemed to mind As they watched the Snoodles play They stuck together Like two birds of a feather And never got in anyone's way. If you ever saw a Snoodle You'd be tempted to take one home They are cuddly and cute And fluffy to boot. Could you resist wanting one of your own? There is only one simple rule That you should never break Snoodles are not for petting Or playing That would be a huge mistake. A Snoodle will follow you to school It will wait, then follow you home Once a Snoodle becomes attached to you It just won't leave you alone. Here's a little secret That only Bentwicks knew There are thousands and thousands Of Snoodles in hiding, But they only come out in twos. So, if you ever pet a Snoodle Be aware of what happens next All the Snoodles Come out of hiding To find where the missing one went. At first you'll spot them here and there Searching for their friend They will not leave a stone unturned Or a bush they will not bend. The longer this search takes The more Snoodles will come out They'll just keep coming and coming In wave after wave So, my friend, you had better watch out. We'll all be knee-deep in Snoodles And there won't be a thing we can do They'll just keep coming And coming and coming Until all the Snoodles are loose. If you've ever seen what a Snoodle can do It would make you pull out your hair They tear things apart Just for a lark Any time, anyplace, anywhere. There'll be oodles of Snoodles Yes, oodles of Snoodles Every place that you want to be. Snoodles in cars, Snoodles in houses, Snoodles hanging from a tree. There are Snoodles who break windows Snoodles who slam doors Snoodles who will eat Your best friend's candy, And Snoodles who will eat yours. There'll be oodles and oodles of Snoodles. Everywhere you go Snoodles dancing in the fog and the rain, Snoodles playing in the snow. There are Snoodles who do voodoo Snoodles who throw rocks Snoodles who hide in brown paper bags And Snoodles who live in a box. There'll be oodles and oodles and boodles of Snoodles Everywhere you look Snoodles taking pictures of each other and Snoodles reading books. There'll be Snoodles walking poodles Some Snoodles walking without Snoodles to the north of us, To the east, the west and the south. There are Snoodles who eat noodles Some Snoodles like eating pie There are Snoodles with poodles Who like eating noodles and Stuffing their mouths with pie. There'll be oodles and boodles and zoodles of Snoodles Here, there and everywhere If you kindly ask them to stop What they are doing They pretend you aren't even there. There will be so many Snoodles Creating such a mess All you can do Is wait until they are through You can do nothing more or less. Sometimes this could take days, Or a week, a month or a year They will not slow down Until their lost friend is found Only then will they disappear. So, if you ever Think of petting a Snoodle I hope you will think twice Whatever you do Just say no to a Snoodle Or else you will pay the price.
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