Lame Poem #8: Pickle in the pudding


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If I teeter on my totter I bet my butt might show

Give a quick hurrah for it will surely glow

Pickle in the pudding makes my tummy grow

Spoon it up with chilly fingers and don’t be slow!

Hootn’and ah hollern’ will cause a crowd to Ho!

A Pickle in the pudding makes me scratch my nose

Tinker and a blinker sets my heart to race
Snowin’and uh blowin’ makes a red nosed face!

Slacker and a cracker makes us want to dance
Pickle in the pudding makes Santa wanna take his chance!

Wrecker and uh pecker always knocks on wood
Chipper and uh tipper never amounts to good!

Pickle in the pudding makes us clean the pot
Stuffing all the taters really hits the spot!

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