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Bound by leather.

Please leave Daisy bound by leather,
For I do not want her meat.
Please leave Daisy bound by leather,
I do not need it to wrap my feet.

Please leave Daisy bound by leather,
To Farmer Giles I wrote.
Please leave Daisy bound by leather,
I do not need her for my coat.

Please leave Daisy bound by leather,
It looks best upon her race.
Please leave Daisy bound by leather,
I can use a plastic suitcase.

Please leave Daisy bound by leather,
I do not need a belt for my clothes.
But then again I might change my mind,
My trousers just fell to my toes!