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And I have to do it for him ’cos his throat is rather sore.

  Oh, Daddy is clever, he’s a clever sort of man,
  And Mummy knows all that anybody can,
  And Nanny is Nanny, and I call her Nan—
  And NanBut they don’t
  And NanKnow
  And NanBinker.

Binker’s brave as lions when we're running in the park;
Binker’s brave as tigers when we’re lying in the dark;
Binker’s brave as elephants. He never, never cries . . .
Except (like other people) when the soap gets in his eyes.