A man with a nickel,
A sword, and a sickle,
A pipe, and a paper of pins
Set out for the Niger
To capture a tiger--
And that's how my story begins.
When he saw the wide ocean,
He soon took a notion
'T would be nicer to stay with his friends.
So he traded his hat
For a tortoise-shell cat--
And that's how the chronicle ends.
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Crown the king with carrot tops,
Dress him in sateen,
Give him lots of licorice drops,
With suckers in between.
For he's a king with lots of power
And awful, awful fierce,
He kills a pirate every hour
And washes in his tears.
He rides a charger ten feet high,
A dashing, dappled gray;
Has ginger pop and lemon pie
For breakfast every day.
So get a royal canopy,
The finest ever seen,
And whiskers for his majesty,
And tresses for the queen.
Leroy F. Jackson
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When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup.
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could come no more.
Robert Louis Stevenson
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Ding, dong, bell,
Pussy's in the well.
Who put her in?
Little Johnny Green.
Who pulled her out?
Little Tommy Stout.
What a naughty boy was that,
To try to drown poor pussy cat,
Who never did him any harm,
And killed the mice in his father's barn.
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