Due to great demand from certain members of the family I'm posting this song which I learned at a Girl Guides' Camp many, many umpteen moons ago.
It's supposed to be taken from Rudyard Kipling's 'Jungle Book'. It was also in 'Peter Pan'.
But whatever the source it served me well in coping with boys and raging hormones during those torrid teen years.
This can also be applied to handling politicians, bankers, salesmen, estate agents and anyone else who wants to strike your fancy. Ha ha!!
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