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The sausage is a cunning bird

Its feathers long and wavy

It swims around the frying pan

And makes its nest in gravy

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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall

All the King's horses and all the King's men

Couldn't put Humpty together again     

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Hey diddle diddle

The cat and the fiddle

The cow jumped over the moon

The little dog laughed to see such fun

And the dish ran away with the spoon 

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Doctor Foster went to Gloucester

In a shower of rain

He stepped in a puddle

Right up to his middle

And never went there again

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There once was a mollusc named Croupe

Who lived life to the full with a whoop!

Needing love, fame and dance

He travelled to France

And became a Parisian soup!

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There was a young fellow named Jim

Whose dad never taught him to swim

He jumped off a dock

And sank like a rock

And that was the sad end of him

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A tree toad loved a she-toad

Who lived up in a tree.

He was a two-toed tree toad

But a three-toed toad was she.

The two-toed tree toad tried to win

The three-toed she-toad's heart,

For the two-toed tree toad loved the ground

That the three-toed tree toad trod.

But the two-toed tree toad tried in vain.

He couldn't please her whim.

From her tree toad bower

With her three-toed power

The she-toad vetoed him.

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Betty Botter had some butter,

"But," she said, "this butter's bitter.

If I bake this bitter butter, it would make my batter bitter.

But a bit of better butter-- that would make my batter better."

So she bought a bit of butter,

better than her bitter butter,

and she baked it in her batter,

and the batter was not bitter.

So 'twas better Betty Botter

bought a bit of better butter.