We're just a bunch of foresters;
We aren't so very neat.
We never change our underwear;
We never wash our feet.
Our boots are never polished,
And our nails are never clean;
We never mow our whiskers,
And our manners are obscene.
I have nothing to base this on, but you probably needed to know this song to graduate.
Gotta go to work now.
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