There once was an old man named Fletcher,
Well known as a terrible lecher.
A kiss he would steal,
And he’d cop a good feel,
From a woman if he could just catch her.

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Asleep on a porch was found the fugitive of the week
World cases continued to soar
No one knows more about medical treatment than me.
There once was a man named Sprocket
There once was a girl named Hortence
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