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Harry the Hamster
Harry the Hamster was a cute little pet 'till the day that into a pot he did get Not a pot of soup, mind you nor a pot of beef stew What Harry got into makes most hamsters blue Not a pot of potatoes or a pot of rice That might have turned out quite frankly, quite nice Neither a pot of porridge nor a pot of boiled eggs a delicacy for which he would normally beg No, what Harry got into inexplicably, you see was a pot of real pot -- almost pure THC Harry snarfed it all up in an aggressive way thinking perhaps, 'twas a kind of brownish hay He licked his chops then backing away plopped right on his rump in the clumsiest way Once back on his feet he tried to advance only to fall right down on his face and his hands I saw Harry was down down for a while I felt badly for him As if he was my child... I looked on with horror as Harry trembled and shook knowing the danger of what that hamster had took Well, for hour after hour poor Harry lay on the ground whimpering and sweating 'till he was finally rundown He fell asleep by and by and when he woke up I teased him, 'Hey, Harry, Here's a pot from which to sup...' Now that did it for poor Harry He sure didn't tarry -- Bolted right out the door ~ to be seen nevermore
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