Fred and Joe
There was a boy whose name was Fred.
He lived in a red bubble gum bed.
When he wrote, he liked to scribble,
And he had a ball he liked to dribble.
His best friend was a boy named Joe.
A feather grew from his toe.
He liked to laugh, and sing, and write.
His clothes were always solid white.
The two of them played tag one day,
And found a magic wand- hooray!
Fred fell down and broke his back.
Then Joe ran away, and never came back.
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