Long, long ago, in the land of the Golden Pools lived a magnificent green
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Gooberggoo. He dwelt in a wood-pond, like all other Goobergoos, who are the
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Frogs of Fairyland, and sang the most beautiful songs. His mellow voice was
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Known, far and wide, for its charming medlodies.
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"An emerald Goobergoo I,
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In the land of the Golden Pools,
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My note, 'neath amber sky,
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The elfin kingdom rules."
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Thus sang the beautiful green Goobergoo, on his
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Pebble in the wood-pond, in the land of the Golden
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Pools.
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The Kantan was jealous, furiously jealous, and
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Trouble brews when the wrath of the Kantan is
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Aroused.
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"Who is this insignificant creature that dares to
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Reval me; who dares to insult the Kantan?"
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But the beautiful green Goobergoo did not care a
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Bit. What if the Kantan were a large bird with a long
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Beak? He, the beautiful green Goobergoo, excelled in song.
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"The Kantan is indeed,
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A large and mawkish bird,
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Whose voice is sore in need
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Of never being heard."
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At this the Kantan became doubly furious, for he
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Hated the gentle ballads of the Goobergoo. His delight was ragtime.
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"Oh, ma babe, waltz with me, kid.
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Gee, you've got me off ma lid.
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Kiddo, dear, you're sure the candy,
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Come and spiel wid your boy Sandy."
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One bleak day, the Kantan gobbled up the Goobergoo, and, to this day, the
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Sweet singer of ballads lies vanquished by the ungainly bird of ragtime.
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The beautiful wood-pond has dried up, and in its place stands a vaudeville
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Theater managed by George M. Cohan.
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The Goobergoo And The Kantan
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| Ray Charles |
