An old friend swallowed a duck
She really thought it would bring her luck
But she choked on a bit
And lost all her wit
Now all she can do is cluck.

Young Jack woke up one day,
Saw a beanstalk far far away
He made up his mind
To give it a climb
But got tired and died on the way.

I sold my old cow to a boy -
I really don’t remember why -
He bought a few more
Then married a whore
Now he’s a really rich guy.

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