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Soakin in the rain.
Mrs. McTwitter was the baby-sitter
Picture Puzzle Piece
And now my uncles mad!
Of the apple her stepmother
In our Fridgitydaire.
I think shes a little bit crazy.
With his seat in the meat
Hes licking the ice.
It might be the one little bite
As she melted to smoke.
To sit upon the baby.
It might 99lib•netbe a small tuft of hair
Hes munching the rice,
Anteater
The Sitter
Of a tear that runs down an angels face.
Hes slurping the soda,
Who lived in a shoe.
Said the little boy, "I often cry."
In the buttery dish,
If you open the door.
In our Frigidaire--
Said the old man, "99liｂ.ｎｅt;I do that too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Nothing has more possibilities
"But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
Theres a Polar Bear
Velvet robe of a queen.
Of Bobo the Bear.
Gave to Snow White.
She thinks a baby藏书网-sitters supposed
It might be a magical bean,
"A genuine anteater,"
"I do that too," laughed the little old man.
And he lets out a roar
Bear In There
Than one old wet picture puzzle piece.
Turned out, it was an aunt eater,
And his face in the fish
Lyin on the sidewalk,
He likes it cause its cold i九*九*藏*书*网n there.
On the coat of the woman
It might be a bit of the cloak
One picture puzzle piece
Of the Witch of the West
The Little Boy and the Old Man
The pet man told me dad.
And it gives me a scare
That Polary Bear
And his big hairy paws
It might be a button of blue
One picture puzzle piece
Or a bottle with some evil genie in九九藏书side.
To know hes in there--
Or a fold in the red
Hes nibbling the noodles,
Grown-ups dont pay attention to me."
On the big bouncy belly
It might be a shadowy trace
The old man nodded, "So do I."
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.
It might be the veil of a bride