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Old Mother Hubbard
didn't go to the cupboard
to get her poor dog a bone,
she went to the fridge
there she did rummage
looking for something unknown.

She grabbed the cheese
then she had sneezed
while her dog still waited for his bone,
she set the cheese down
her face had a frown
she had to run to the throne.

Old Mother Hubbard
went back to the cupboard
to get her poor dog a bone,
she turned right around
and there she had found
her dog sucking down an ice cream cone.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Mar.13/2005