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Ed thought he was a cat So he gave a rat To his dearest friend Magee. He didn't take it lightly.. The rancid little thing That poor Ed did bring, Fell from Magee's hand, Into his frying pan. The rat cooked in his dish Among the chips and fish, And neither of them knew The rat had joined it too. The men clambered, glorped, and glopped Until the timer stopped. So they put it on a plate, And then it was too late. The grimy paws dug in As Ed's face begin to grin, And Magee was most aware Of some furry little hair. Magee quickly threw it out And hit Ed all about. He shooed his pal away, Soggy Ed was now a stray. But Ed finished up the dinner, Though felt a little thinner. Now old Ed has fleas, And will probably get rabies.
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
Cooking Killed the Cat
Ed thought he was a cat So he gave a rat To his dearest friend Magee. He didn't take it lightly.. The rancid little thing That poor Ed did bring, Fell from Magee's hand, Into his frying pan. The rat cooked in his dish Among the chips and fish, And neither of them knew The rat had joined it too. The men clambered, glorped, and glopped Until the timer stopped. So they put it on a plate, And then it was too late. The grimy paws dug in As Ed's face begin to grin, And Magee was most aware Of some furry little hair. Magee quickly threw it out And hit Ed all about. He shooed his pal away, Soggy Ed was now a stray. But Ed finished up the dinner, Though felt a little thinner. Now old Ed has fleas, And will probably get rabies.
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
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