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(Original layout and spelling:)

Mr. Grumpy got up one
night
And found out he’d
had a terrible fight.

He dreamed he was chased
by men and hounds,
And so he jumped
into some termite mounds.

The termites knew that they
should bite
But old man Grumpy
was ready to fight.

One said this is risky
it’s to much for me,
Another said never mind
throw him into the sea.

It was right then that
he woke up.
And said oh, gosh! it’s
time for sup.

(Of corse it wasn’t near that time.)
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