Maveric Prowles Had Rumbling Bowles That thundered in the night. It shook the bedrooms all around And gave the folks a fright. The doctor called; He was appalled When through his stethoscope He heard the sound of a baying hound, And the acrid smell of smoke. Was there a cure? `The higher the fewer` The learned doctor said, Then turned poor Maveric inside out And stood him on his head. `Just as I thought You`ve been and caught An Asiatic flu - You musn`t go near dogs I fear Unless they come near you.` Poor Maveric cried. He went cross-eyed, His legs went green and blue. The doctor hit him with a club And charged him one and two. And so my friend This is the end, A warning to the few: Stay clear of doctors to the end Or they`ll get rid of you.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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