who had a crooked house,
he had a crooked pet,
which was a crooked mouse,
he went out his crooked door,
for a crooked walk,
up his crooked path,
talking crooked talk,
over his crooked fence,
past his crooked style,
on his crooked walk,
for a crooked while,
he made a crooked wish,
to his crooked god,
he wished he wasnt crooked,
and his crooked god did nod.
the crooked man was crooked no more,
he danced and sang for mere seconds of nine,
then the man he fell to the floor,
because of his broken spine.

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