“A mockery of crockery” by James Aitchison

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A mockery of crockery

 

“Hey diddle diddle,”

Said the cat to the fiddle,

“The dish ran away with the spoon.”

The fiddle said, “Yo!

“That spoon had to go,

And the dish wasn’t round like the moon.”

 

“Hey diddle diddle,”

Said the cat to the fiddle,

“What are we going to do?”

The fiddle said, “Man,

“Eat with your hand,

“That dish and spoon belonged in a zoo.”

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