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As I burst the bubble of your illusion, don't blame me, blame the Cramp judge's prompt |
Old Mother Hubbard Went to her mailbox To find that the mailbox was full. This wasn't the mystery, the mystery was that Instead of mail, it was full of wool. She realised, "Oh, I'm in the wrong rhyme" and moved over to baa baa black sheep in good time. Mary Poppins paid tuppence a bag But had an empty bird feeder She soon solved this mystery - a dog barked and this did lead her To a mommy-poodle and her pups Who were tucking into birdseed Coz it's not just for the birds It's what all animals need! Hickory, Dickory Dimes A mouse heard sound of wind chimes They sounded jingly The mouse felt tingly Would they catch on to his crimes? The mouse, upon a dare Had jumped from table to chair But he had blown his cover the salt was tipped over And now he had to take care Coz Mom, with her artistry Would soon solve the mystery Then she'd set a trap Or the mouse'd eat his cap! Now Mother Goose Wonders which rhyme I'm going to choose She might smile or frown As I turn it upside down Letting my imagination loose! |