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Oh what can you do if you’ve swallowed a rhyme?

Do you think that to swallow a rhyme is a crime?

     It’s wriggling and jiggling down in my tum.

     Should I keep it a secret or should I tell Mum?

 

I’m sure that the rhyme has now gone to my head.

How I wish it had stayed in my poem instead.

     It’s tickling my brain and it’s making me laugh.

     Oh how silly to laugh when you’re taking a bath.

 

It’s moved to my throat and it wants to jump out.

Well perhaps it would help if I started to shout.

     Well here goes, one big shout and yes there he goes -

     But guess where he’s landed?  Right there on my toes.

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