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The black cat sat

In the fat man’s hat;

“Oh, dear!” the fat man said.

“May the great gray bat

Catch the bad black cat

Who has left me no hat

For my head!”

The big brown bear

Tried to curl his hair

To go to the Fair so gay.

But he looked such a fright

That his aunt took flight,

And he cried till night, they say.

A pale pink pig,

In a large blond wig,

Danced a wild, wild jig

On the lea;

But a rude old goat,

In a sky-blue coat,

Said, “You’re nought but a shoat, tee hee!”

A poor old King

Sold his gay gold ring

For to buy his old wife some cream;

But the cat lapped it up

With a sip and a sup,

And his tears ran down in a stream.

A large red cow

Tried to make a bow,

But did not know how,

They say.

For her legs got mixed,

And her horns got fixed,

And her tail would get

In her way.

A boy named Sam

Had a fat pet ram,

And gave him some jam

For his tea;

But the fat pet ram

Tried to butt poor Sam,

Till he had to turn

And flee.

A girl named Jane

Had a sad, bad pain

In the place where she wore

Her belt;

She mopped and she mowed,

And she screamed aloud,

Just to show the crowd

How she felt.

A sad, thin ape

Bought some wide white tape

To trim a new cape

For his niece;

But a bold buff calf,

With a loud, rude laugh,

Bit off one whole half

For his geese.

A pert, proud hen

Laid an egg, and then

Said “Cluck!” and “cluck!” and

“cluck!”

Said the cock, “Had I known

You would take that tone,

I would have wooed none

But a duck!”