by Madeline
(Australia)
Serious sickness spitefully smothers sixteen silly snoops,
While wicked winds woefully whistle, " Whoop, whoop whoop."
Crazy cats catch the cold while chasing cuckoo clocks,
Sorry for me I feel the worse, for I have chicken pox.
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