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Childhoods End
When Dr Suess took mother goose,
deeply in her loose caboose.
That made merry Mary quite contrary.
So she went to madame La-rue,
who ran the group home, disguised as a shoe.
And she asked her just what to do.
I'll send Horton, he has big ears.
He will bring back what he hears.
It may just be he prefers rears.
If that's the case, we'll get thing one and we'll get thing two,
hell the cat in the hat can tag along too.
They'l show the doc just who he can't screw.
Horton hastened along the way.
On a bright and sunny day.
To the nest where the goose lay.
He heard a who,
and a woo hoo hoo.
"Yeah that's it Suessy do me do"
Upon returning to the the madame,
as she was dining, with Sam I am,
upon a feast of green eggs and ham.
He relayed true, just what he had heard.
Mary screamed out loud, the eff word.
Then the things chimed in. Lets pack his turd.
With the cat in the hat, boss of the bunch.
They left the old lady's, right after lunch.
Perfectly prepped to plow with full punch.
Merry Mary, no longer contrary,
was diabolically happy, yet guarded and wary.
For she was colluding in something scary.
She couldn't stop it. It was underway.
Yet she heard her conscious, clearly say.
You know for this, you'll surely pay.
So she called Jack Horner,
the corner corner,
and he did, quietly warn her.
If you pull out a plum,
when you stick in your thumb.
You'll get what you get. For being so dumb!
deeply in her loose caboose.
That made merry Mary quite contrary.
So she went to madame La-rue,
who ran the group home, disguised as a shoe.
And she asked her just what to do.
I'll send Horton, he has big ears.
He will bring back what he hears.
It may just be he prefers rears.
If that's the case, we'll get thing one and we'll get thing two,
hell the cat in the hat can tag along too.
They'l show the doc just who he can't screw.
Horton hastened along the way.
On a bright and sunny day.
To the nest where the goose lay.
He heard a who,
and a woo hoo hoo.
"Yeah that's it Suessy do me do"
Upon returning to the the madame,
as she was dining, with Sam I am,
upon a feast of green eggs and ham.
He relayed true, just what he had heard.
Mary screamed out loud, the eff word.
Then the things chimed in. Lets pack his turd.
With the cat in the hat, boss of the bunch.
They left the old lady's, right after lunch.
Perfectly prepped to plow with full punch.
Merry Mary, no longer contrary,
was diabolically happy, yet guarded and wary.
For she was colluding in something scary.
She couldn't stop it. It was underway.
Yet she heard her conscious, clearly say.
You know for this, you'll surely pay.
So she called Jack Horner,
the corner corner,
and he did, quietly warn her.
If you pull out a plum,
when you stick in your thumb.
You'll get what you get. For being so dumb!
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