As the 8th hour sitting, waiting for another bus that is unlikely to come, passes the ways in which to keep oneself occupied begin to wear thin. That's why after 104 days travel (my giddey aunt its flying by) and many, many delayed, slow and non-existant buses we felt the time was right to publish a brief portion of our musical repetoire - two of our favourites of the at least. Please note that 8 hrs is a long time to fill and when you have to do it every few days eye spy can really lose its appeal. The first, a popular childrens ditty (so I'm told), features a little green frog. Mmm, went the little green frog one day mmm, went the little green frog mmm, went the little green frog one day mmm
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