Henry Likes To Bowl
Henry likes to bowl a lot
He has a bowling ball for every night
If he wasn't at the alley on time
it just would not seem right
Then one day he thought in dismay
My walls are a dreadful sight
I'll paint them well and make them look swell
If it takes me all day and night
Later when it was time to bowl
he discovered a terrible plight
Paint was all over his bowling balls
and he had to make it right
When he was late to the bowling alley
His buddy gave him a call
He said, “I'll be there as soon as I can”
“but first I have to wash my balls!”
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