There was a man from Havana,
Who thought he could play the piana.
His fingers slipped,
his zipper unzipped.
And out came a hairy banana!

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Jackson had feared for a loss
“The President’s causing me stress,”
There was a fishmonger called Babs,
There once was a young man named Jack
Through terrible smoke, dust, and fire
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