And there were bundreds of hooks--

Bistory hooks, beography gooks,

And lots of bory stooks.

He looked them over one by one

And guess which one he took--

A bience scook? A boetry pook?

Oh, no--a BOMIC COOK!

What do I do?

This library book is 42 years overdue.

I admit that it's mine

But I can't pay the fine----

Should I turn it in

Or hide it again?

What do I do?

What do I do?

She thought it was going to rain,

When we all heard a snap

Like the clap of a trap

And we never have seen her again.

Two eighty-pound rats?

I want to rid my house of cats.

As perfect as could be.

I thought I'd keep it as a pet

And let it sleep with me.

I made it some pajamas.

And a pillow for its head.

Then last night it ran away,

But first-----it wet the bed.