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There once was a mule named Samson
He was as strong as he could be
He won all the strong mule contests
In the entire state of Tennessee

That old mule could pull anything
He even pulled a house or two
Now, this was quite unusual
That's just not what strong mules do

Now one day, a stranger came to town
Paul Bunyan was his name
With him was an ox named Babe
Who challenged Samson to a game

See, Babe had a reputation
For being the strongest in the land
So, if anybody could beat old Samson
Babe thought he surely can

Now, before they ever got started
They had to lay down some rules
Babe wanted to make sure it was fair
And he'd heard about those sneaky mules

They decided a tree was the test
To see which one was stronger
But old Samson was determined
That Babe was champion no longer

Babe would be the first to go
As they tied him to the tree
He pulled and pulled with all his might
But still no victory

Samson wasn't even watching
As Babe admitted defeat
He was thinking about his dinner
How he just couldn't wait to eat

Now Samson was a confident mule
Like no other mule around
And when they tied him to that tree
It started tumbling down

But before the contest was over
Babe yelled out in protest
"He didn't even pull at all
And I gave it my very best"

Now, something indeed was fishy
For the tree was gnawed in two
The judges talked to Samson
And found out it was true

For Samson had really cheated
He just couldn't stand to lose
A beaver was found behind a bush
As the crowd awaited the news

Samson had been disqualified
Babe was declared the winner
And in a show of sportsmanship
He invited that ox to dinner

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