A silly little kitten
With her silly little string
Bats a silly little mitten
On a silly little swing
Oh that silly little thing
A Stocky puppy named Pocky
Never made a pet of pure breed
Chased his tail while playing hockey
Perhaps due to papa's bad seed
For kids, he was all they would need
A slight little birdie named Gertie
In tight little circles she would fly
Sometimes twenty, sometimes thirty
Would she swoop through the sky
In a twin-engine prop--that's how she'd fly
Fred the frog was thought a fraud
He jumped around in Saul's back yard
He promised his heart to his gal-pal Maude
For a juicy cricket Fred fought hard
He jilted Maude, from her pad he was barred
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