How Many, How Much

How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live 'em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give 'em.

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Said the little boy, Sometimes I drop my spoon. / Said the old man, I do that too.

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Mama said I'd lose my head / If it wasn't fastened on.

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Tell me who can / Catch a toucan?

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