A Habit To Nab It
A hound-dog I know had quite a habit
Of chasing every skirt 'til he'd nab it
He joined a fox-hunt
Then let out a grunt
Instead of a fox, he caught a rabbit
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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