i found a moldy triscuit
underneath the couch.
the triscuit moldy and stinking did i put
in my mouth pouch.
in a few moments there were triscuits all around.
running, laughing, screaming, playing
leaping in bounds. they set there wheaty moldy eyes on me and with a unanimous sneer,
they converged upon me and ate me.
now it is moldy triscuits i fear.
so if you find a moldy triscuit
under the couch
or under the sink,
eat the one that came from under the sink.
you already know what happens with the one under the couch.
die triscuit die!!!!!!!!!


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