Little Jack Brawner
Little Jack Brawner,
Stewed in a corner,
Eattin' some kind of crud all day,
Over came Noodles The Shiv,
Said, "Your food and money you better give!"
Jack yelled, "No Way!!"
He stood up in defiance
And got the merest glance..
As "Noodles" shived him in the gut...
Goes to show you,
That Jack was a friggen' nut.
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