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How to Boil Your Spouse
Cauldron boil, cauldron bubble Give my husband extra trouble If he cannot allow me free A sorry life to him shall be! With spiders whole, alive and plump I turn them loose upon his rump! A leaky faucet set to drip Disturb his ears and make him spit! From Percival, great grey familiar With fluff of fur, parade and purr To make him sneeze and wheeze and gasp And loose his voice to quiet rasp Three children’s giggles, two barking rugs Extra flowers and one large hug Insert with care, proceed to stir One tiny mouse, quiet, demur A drop of happiness to sizzle To give his life an extra frizzle Boil until the lot’s on fire Singe upon your heart’s desire Spread it lightly on his toast Without jest or brag or boast. Watch him turn into a toad Then with the trash, take out the load! BB 10-28-01
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