The priest of the
mountain temple
Was fond of bouncing ball,
But up in the mountain temple
He had no ball at all;
So he stuffed a cat in a paper bag
And when he kicks it now
His foot goes Bam against the bag
And his football goes Miaouw.
Bam, Bam, Bam when he kicks the
ball,
Miaouw, Miaouw, Miaouw.
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