like a little fur in my Mexican Cocoa
Like a little fur in my Mexican cocoa said my old grandma
She is not kidding yelled out my ornery Grandpa Pa.
Saw a furry creature sitting in her cocoa cup.
He did not care at all, did not even try to sit up
You want a creature swimming in your food?
Sure do said granny. He puts me in a great mood.
She is crazy! Yelled grandpa, whose name is Joe P. Finn.
And we always thought he was the strange one until then.
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