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Little Ingrid Was in a forest Looking for Some cheese of course All of a sudden A bird came by But little Ingrid Had nowhere to hide Poor little Ingrid He needed some shelter To escape the bird So he remembered Something he had heard Birds can not fly If they are dead So he got a gun And shot off it's head Poor little pigeon (Ingrid....The mouse) Letras de cancionesHe ate the bird Down to the bone Little did he know That he wasn't alone The cops showed up Threw him in the car Then they drove away Very very far To the police station (For mice!) They locked Ingrid up For forty-five years The whole prison Was full of queers The guys in the station Heard Ingrid pout So they called his mom She bailed him out Poor little Ingrid Da da da da...The mouse! From Letras Mania