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The Cow Did It

a fiddling cat in the middle of June was thinking of having a meal The music he played so enlivened the maid That she dropped a dish and a spoon First day on the job and a cat playing hob twas an excuse she needed real soon The little boy laughing was really too much So the story she told was quite lame On a high jumping cow she put all the blame She had blocked out the light of the moon So now we all know in detail and how The dish ran away with the spoon

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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