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Dec 2018
I been to see my doc.
A-sneezing, sniffing
And coughing, coughing
Me not so well, me thinks.

He put a steth to me therefore --
My chest, my back
And listening, listening,
He didn't hear a thing.

But without a steth and not much thought,
I heard within his tummy
A-rumbling, rumbling and a-grumbling
My doctor is a-hungry!
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