Rhyme Line

But when there were far too many, they tried in vain to stop them with pickets.

When there came more and more of them, they scratched their head.
 
The Lord's offer could be insecticides

If the crickets invade the hot dog STEW
 
They end the evening by humming a tune.

And dreamed of the day that they'd dine on a STEAK.
 
This, of course, was wonderful news

So they topped off the evening with French Apple PIE.
 
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I stumbled through the open door and blasted out a drunken shout.

“I'll be back, you commie COOT.”
 
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