And I Would Go

And I Would Go Everyday Almost To The Sandbox

And 'cause I Loved The Sandbox So Much

And 'cause I Had My Pail And My Shovel

And And My Shovel



And I Would Play In The Sandbox

And It Would Be So Fun

And I Would Make Mountains In The Sand

And I Would Have So Much Fun



And And But One Day I Went To The Sandbox

And It Was So Sad

And I Cried And I Cried Because

Someone Took A Doody In My Sandbox

And That Was So Bad

And That Was So Disgusting

And How Could They Do That

And And That Was So Bad



And And And I Didn't See It

And And I Sat Right Down In It

And It Felt Squishy And I Got Up

And I Cried And I Cried And I Cried



And Why Didn't They Clean Up After Themselves

Why Didn't They Clean Up The Mess



And Now My Pants Are Dirty

And I'm Crying And I'm Crying And I'm Crying

And I'm Never Going To The Sandbox Again

I'm Never Going To The Sandbox Again

And I Hate Everybody.