Saying the Quiet Part Out Loud
Behold the duck, it does not cluck
A cluck it lacks
It quacks
It is specially fond of a puddle or pond
When it dines or sups
It bottoms ups
The Lord in His wisdom made the flyAnd then forgot to tell us why.—Some primal termite knocked on woodAnd tasted it and found it good,And that is why our cousin MayFell through the parlor floor today.
I always loved "The one-L lama, that's a priest . . . ."
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The Lord in His wisdom made the fly
And then forgot to tell us why.
—
Some primal termite knocked on wood
And tasted it and found it good,
And that is why our cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.
I always loved "The one-L lama, that's a priest . . . ."
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