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The Mitten Song
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The Mitten Song Thumbs in the thumbs place, Fingers all together. This is the song, We sing in mitten weather. When it is cold, It doesn't matter whether, Mittens are wool, Or made of finest leather. Thumbs in the thumbs place, Fingers all together. This is the song, We sing in mitten weather.
Mrs. Hall's Kinderpage
Redondo Beach USD
Washington Elementary School
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