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Old Mother Hubbard's Night

“Stop that scratching!” she yelled, As the dog was trying to say something at the door. “What do you want from me, I just sat down, Could you really want any more?” “Rough, rough” replied the dog As he sat and begged, Though nothing in return. “What is it boy? Why so nuts? For what is it do you yearn?” At that very moment the dog rose its paws and turned to look at the cupboard. In that very second The elderly woman Got up and surely muttered, “Damn dog, always wanting a bone, I never get any rest! I can never just sit and relax! Damn, got up for nothing, The cupboard is bare!”

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