All In the Cause of Rhyme
They all said it was absurd
To go and invent a word
I do it all the time
In cause of a rhyme
And now my secret is shared.
There was a Mock Turtle called Myrtle
Who once fell off a cliff and got hurtle
She said it was hell
With a cracked shell
‘Cos the water leaked in with a spurtle.
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