Platitude Soup
Curiosity sat next to the dead cat
While the horse wouldn’t be lead to water
A camel did cry looking through the needle eye
Henry the VIII had another daughter
A moss-less stone at a glass house was thrown
And the King thought he looked so cute
Then a little boy who was rude told him he stood nude
Dressed in Lady Godiva’s old riding suit
One good turn came back in return
Because they deserved one another
Oedipus Rex lived a life so complex
Having married his very own mother
The moral of the story for every girl and every boy
Often gets lost in the shuffle
But there once was a tale I don’t remember so well
About it having to be dark to grow a good truffle
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