There is a clique that’s oh, so chic
Forever fine in fashion
Always alert to dish the dirt
On mud piles where they’re splashin’
Each rainy day they come to play
You’ll never hold them back
They paint the town not red, but brown
The well renowned Mud Pack
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♫♪♬ I’m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain ♫♪♬ Mud pies for everyone!
“Even after all these mud pack treatments, I’m still so wrinkly!”
Yes, and it’s adorable. Wouldn’t mind joining that pack.
They seem to be having the time of their life!
Can I play?