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I bought a little Hamster
To sleep by my bed
The very next morning
I found my Hamster Dead.
I returned to the pet shop
To hear what they had to say,
Annoyed about my Hamster
That only lasted for a day.
The man said I'm amazed
I really really am.
Boil it up with sugar
To make a lovely jam.
I did as he instructed ,
But what an awful taste,
I threw it through the window
Appalled at the waste.
That very next morning
An almost Wordsworthian scene:
Hordes and hordes of nodding
Daffodils where my lawn had been.
The man at the pet shop said
I’m amazed I really really am
Normally we get some tulips
From a batch of Hamster Jam.
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