The Peppery Man was cross and thin;
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He scolded out and scolded in;
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He shook his fist, his hair he tore;
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He stamped his feet and slammed the door.
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Heigh ho, the Peppery Man,
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The rabid, crabbed Peppery Man!
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Oh, never since the world began
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Was any one like the Peppery Man.
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His ugly temper was so sour
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He often scolded for an hour;
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He gnashed his teeth and stormed and scowled,
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He snapped and snarled and yelled and howled.
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He wore a fierce and savage frown;
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He scolded up and scolded down;
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He scolded over field and glen,
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And then he scolded back again.
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His neighbors, when they heard his roars,
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Closed their blinds and locked their doors,
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Shut their windows, sought their beds,
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Stopped their ears and covered their heads.
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He fretted, chaffed, and boiled and fumed;
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With fiery rage he was consumed,
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And no one knew, when he was vexed,
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What in the world would happen next.
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Heigh ho, the Peppery Man,
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The rabid, crabbed Peppery Man!
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Oh, never since the world began
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Was any one like the Peppery Man.
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The Peppery Man
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Natalie Merchant |