The little old man

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The little old man

A little old man
Shared his little old house
With a little old dog
And a little old mouse.

He wore little old specs
For his little old eyes,
Dressed in little old suits
Matched with little old ties.

He ate little old scraps
From his little old fridge,
Chewed with little old dentures
On a little old bridge.

Then his little old dog
Took a little old walk
And left little old mouse
For a little old talk.

Asked the little old mouse,
Where is little old wife?
In our little old shed
With a little old knife.

Carving little old dolls
Dressed in little old sacks,
Sticking little old pins
In their little old backs.

Cos her little old ears
Heard some little old goss
About little old me
Loving little old Floss.

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