Old Mother Hubbard

Old Mother Hubbard went to her cupboard and found it bare!

She laughed and said, "Fiddle-dee-dee! What do I care!

I'll jes git some of them food stamps from old Uncle Sam,

And me and my dog will have us a heap of taters and ham!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Hey Soupers!   Join me in having a little fun "parodyzing" nursery rhymes!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Collins Avatar
March 25, 2013 at 7:33 AM
Still laughing Bob. Rolling down the hill.
Jones Avatar
March 15, 2013 at 8:28 PM
Very cute Robert....I'll try...if I can come up with one...Donna
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