Naughty Onion
>I once had an onion
And he was very bad
Kept kicking all the apples
Made them very mad
He once stole a monkey
Then sold it to a stoat
He borrowed someone's hamster
And threw it in a moat
Climbing up a ladder
One day in sunny June
He found a baby rattlesnake
Singing a happy tune
Wrapping it up in a bag
He took it far away
And where they were for a week or two
I really couldn't say
He collected tiny unicorns
And threw them through a hoop
I did get fed up that day
So I made him into soup<
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