I Found a Flounder
I found a flounder,
fifty pounder!
iin my vegetable stew.
He ate my carrots.
He ate my peas.
And he ate my broccoli, too.
I like my flounder,
my sixty pounder!
I think you'd like him, too.
He ate my tatters.
He ate my beans.
And now he weighs seventy-two!
So if you hate to eat your vegetables,
look closely in your stew.
there just might be a flounder there,
eating your veggies for you.
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