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Mother Cooked My Footballs
   
 
Sunday
Sunday night at dinner,
My mom got really mad,
I wouldn't eat her refried mud,
It tasted pretty bad...
Monday
Monday night at dinner,
My father lost his cool,
I wouldn't eat his broccoli dirt,
It went agaist his rule...
Tuesday
Tuesday night at dinner,
My mom got so irate,
I wouldn't eat the pickled prunes,
I left them on my plate...
Wednesday
Wednesday night at dinner,
My dad was so enraged,
I didn't eat his fungus food,
He tried to have me caged!!!
Thursday
Thursday night at dinner,
My mom was angry so,
She cooked my two best footballs,

They taste like moldy dough...

   



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