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Show H O how we hanky panky hamm scarum in our happy home, dancing hootchy kootchy. Sure, it makes for hugger mugger but we give a hoot for happenstance. The yard is full o' hound and hares; the door adorned by hammer and sickle; in the closets, hand-me- downs. If Hammurabi and his Queen come by, we won't be hoity-toity, we'll offer haggis or humble pie. Our bed floats on hocus-pocus (our corpore wholly habeas) and the kitchen hums a hymn, Hail to Higgledy-Piggledly. If the world can't call our hurly burly hunky dory, let it hara-kiri if it dares. |