Just a little nursery rhyme nonsense.
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Little Jack Horner sat in the bar
drinking his favorite brew.
Along came Miss Muffet
(who sat on a tuffet)
saying, “Hey, Jack.
How do you do?”
“Was just fine,
once upon a time,
now I’m rhyming like a fool.”
“Know whatcha mean.
Ain’t been feeling too keen,
since eight handed Harry
knocked me off of my stool.”
Together they sat,
along with Jack Sprat,
passing the time
with beer and rhyme,
singing the Mother Goose blues.
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